While begrudgery cannot be erased from the mind and washing hands does not baptise the soul, the image of self bathed in lambent waves does purify parts of a sullied spirit. Whether in a rippled brook or in a pool amidst rocaille, ninety-eight percent in one-hundred percent handily aggrandizes feelings of unity with a force natural. Just as crepuscular milieus can turn into beginnings or ends, time soaked in stream tends toward either mended or mends. ; )

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