God picks up the reed-flute world and blows. Each note is a need coming through one of us, a passion, a longing pain. Remember the lipswhere the wind-breath originated, and let your note be clear. Don't try to end it. Be your note.
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- Author's profession: Poet
- Born: September 30, 1207
- Died: December 17, 1273
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