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There Is No Rule On How To Write. Sometimes It Comes Easily And Perfectly; Sometimes It's Like Drilling Rock And Then Blasting It Out With Charges.

Part Of You Died Each Year When The Leaves Fell From The Trees And Their Branches Were Bare Against The Wind And The Cold, Wintry Light.

Never Mistake Motion For Action.

Be Fully In The Moment,open Yourself To The Powerful Energies Dancing Around You.

Nobody Ever Lives Their Life All The Way Up Except Bullfighters.