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waves, flows, ebbs and tides, the pull of lunar gravity, the moon's tug, and things, well, they change. gradually. back and forth, over and over. and once again the weather seems appropriate, and the energy levels fit the psyche, and the body reflects the mind, and soon enough, after enough rest, relaxation, and sleep, the mind will reflect the body, hopefully. balance, scales, weights and measures, the heaviness of thoughts, the lightness of being, the unseen hands that move the preestablished weights, the 21 grams of the soul, the pound of flesh, to get things right, to get value established, and returned.
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