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I stand and i walk along the edge of the ater until it ends in a Sea of yellow grass. The grass is dead now but will return in the Spring that is the way of the World. Things die and they return. Is that biology of God or something Higher. Are we biology or God or something Higher. I know my heart beats and i listen to it. The beat is biology, but what is the song? Will this song exist when the beating stops. Will one stay when one is gone, can one live without the other. Does it matter. It does. I have to believe in something, it is holding me together.
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