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CATEGORY
life
Friends
The seed of something
good always remains.
No matter how
much time and distance elapses,
the essence of love
surfaces again and again.
No need to prune profusely.
You’ll only tangle the bond.
No need to meddle foolishly.
Rich roots of affection
will surely grow on.
No matter how much space
displaces ripening desires,
the germ of longevity
tolerates turmoil,
chaos, and distance.
True friendship
is embedded in Sacred Soil.
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Reprinted from Book - Angels in the Forest
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