| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - death is.I believe in the flesh and the appetites,Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle.Divine am I inside and out, and I make holy whatever I touch or am touched from,The scent of these armpits aroma finer than prayer,This head more than churches, bibles, and all the creeds.If I worship one thing more than another it shall be the spread of my own body, o
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