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The Prompt

No! Sweet little basil, stay and thrive. Without the flavor of your offered leaves my soup will remain forever bland. Do not condemn us to the endless realm of tastelessness! Oh, sweet basil! Know that you are loved. Tell me your every need. Your every want and I shall be your slave. My tongue yearns for your rich flavor. My nose seeks your scent. Bring forth the complexity of your reality. A rainbow of color lighting up my every meal, making our food so much more than our nourishment. Live for your own sake; to reach up to the falling waters, sing to the air and stretch your leaves.



I am Myself I am a Wife Blessed with love I am a Mother Endowed with divinity Through the power of creation I am a Daughter Brought into this world With unending hope And the promise of the future I am a Sister Made fierce and strong While forged with kindness Protector and protected Spiraling together forever I am a Nurse Holding out the hands of healing And offering the sick comfort And the dying love Knowing that through this All things are healed and made whole I am a Writer Creating myself and world Sharing the inner depths of humanity Bringing together the divine And the humble mortal I tell the story of the Goddess And am remembered forever

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