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Blessed are the pure in heart, (without malice, treachery, or evil intent; honest; sincere; guileless. An undivided heart)
    for they will see God.

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Hail the heav’n-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Son of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings,
Ris’n with healing in His wings.
Mild He lays His glory by,
Born that man no more may die,
Born to raise the sons of earth,
Born to give them second birth.
Hark! The herald angels sing,
“Glory to the newborn King!”

“O Lord that lends me life, lend me a heart replete with thankfulness.” ~Shakespeare
“We are all butterflies. Earth is our chrysalis.” ~LeeAnn Taylor

“By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes.” ~Shakespeare, MacBeth

“Nothing is absolute. Everything changes, everything moves, everything revolves, everything flies and goes away.”

-Frida Kahlo

“Searching my heart for its true sorrow,
This is the thing I find to be:
That I am weary of words and people,
Sick of the city, wanting the sea”
― Edna St. Vincent Millay, Second April

Distant Shore

“Hark, now hear the sailors cry,
Smell the sea, and feel the sky,
Let your soul & spirit fly, into the mystic.”

– “Into the Mystic”
― Van Morrison, Lit Up Inside: Selected Lyrics

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