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“We are brought thick desserts, and we rarely refuse them. We worship devoutly when we’re with others. Hours we sit, though we get up quickly after a few minutes, when we pray alone. We hurry down the gullet of our wantings. But these qualities can change, as minerals in the ground rise inside trees and become tree, as a plant faces an animal and enters the animal, so a human can put down the heavy body baggage and be light.”

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