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Suddenly the summer is over, and with it the summer holidays. Because, while they were fabulous. I have started to eye up the large pack of paracetamol over the past few days. Jetlag, children and no childcare do not a smiley-mummy make. 8211; and as such our helper is, quite rightly, ignoring all things domestic.
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Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. February 11, 2016. What artist illustrates all that is seen. With strokes of yellow, red and blue combined? What great magician gives the grass its green. And colours every substance light can find? And what composer writes the symphonies. Playing endlessly in this great concert hall? From whence the hissing of the air through trees? Who gives the nightingale her lilting call? What great perfumier makes life so sweet. What alchemist makes memory replete.PARSED CONTENT
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Once alive as a tree known. Graceful swaying in the winds. Then in maturity struck down. Striped of branches and loaded. So many seen as nests. A Kleenex for blowing noses. Yet even worse fates known. To be a piece of toilet paper. While pretty low on ladder. Their favorite is to escape.
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Cease trembling and shaking and gasping. And cursing and find again your core which I am. Rest from twistedness, distortion, deformations. For an hour you will be me; that is, the other. What you burnt, broke, and tore is still. And I have kept of you what is indissoluble. 8212; Anaïs Nin, from.