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    The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day, runs through 
      the world and dances in rhythmic measures. 
          It is the same life that     
  shoots in joy through the      
            dust of the earth, in 
     numberless blades of grass, and breaks into 
   tumultous waves of 
leaves and flowers. The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day, runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures. It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth, in numberless blades of grass, and breaks into tumultous waves of leaves and flowers.
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