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When the birds take back their language, when the trees unloose their tenderly hands from around you, when the air doesn't breathe and the fish are crying, when the seas are tearing and the flowers whisper: No, you own nothing, then remember: You're visitor, honoring the hospitality

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Date: 8/31/2019 6:45:00 PM
We forget this beauty we exist in. How very true" Taken for granted! Panagiota ))
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