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an ode to Emerson.

afraid, to be so alive, as to sing from the rooftops, as though noone were there, watching or listening,
you mustn't be afraid, your souls are only here, bound to this planet, while you borrow existence from the cosmos, and creation, of the oversoul, which guides us along our path, that we may meet, even his creation again!
and should the need ever arise, whatever they may be, the Lord has nature too, the nature of all that is given, amen.
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