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Our sins are washed away
in tears - you get back
what you put forth.

Love, let love, be loved;
share comfort and revel
in threefold mirth.

We are daughters and sons
of mother earth; see
how we are blessed.

Frolick in the dirt
and you are held to
mother nature's breast.

We need not temples
to prove our devotion,
only our thoughts.

Live your life with care
and may you find the peace
which you have sought.

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