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138 And the outside people will consider you queer.

But we shall crown you, Dada, with a crown of new leaves.

We shall put a garland of jasmine round your neck.

And there will be no one else, except ourselves, who will know your true worth.

Come and rejoice.
 * For April is awake.

Fling yourselves into the flood of being.
 * Bursting the bondage of the past.