Rhapsody resounds, resonating for eons, what'll be your echo?
And 'tis be our aim.
Guided by faith, hope and love.
And of these, my dear...
Well, love stands at both the ends...
the fount and the terminus.
Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.