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STRAY BIRDS 21 throw their shadows before them who carry their lantern on their back.

22 I exist is a perpetual surprise which is life.

23 ", the rustling leaves, have a voice that answers the storms, but who are you so silent?"

"I am a mere flower."

24 belongs to the work as the eyelids to the eyes.

25 is a born child, his power is the power of growth. [12]