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Listen to the reed and the tale it tells.
How it sings of separation.
Ever since they cut me from the reed bed
my wail has caused men and women to weep.
I want a heart that is torn open with longing
so that I might share the pain of this love.
Whoever has been parted from its source
longs to return to that state of union.
(by the Sufi mystical poet Rumi)Thank Jo.
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