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UnBecoming Home to Love
Someone came close to Her and said, “You’re too much. You’re too intense. I’m afraid I’ll disappear if I come near you.” The Fire answered,“I don’t know about intensity,I can’t measure temperature.I simply burn.” Someone came close to Her and said, “I am trying to follow you,but I don’t know in which direction I should…
