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Everything Is Autobiography Everything is autobiography. And why not? Ourselves inside Is all we’ve got: Ourselves, our lives, Our unique lot – Why let it rot? Everything that heals is good. Every healing means is food. The only means that comes for free, The has universality, That’s there, for those with eyes, to see, That’s there on call effortlessly Is my peculiar history And your autobiography. Everything Is Autobiography 10.26.1991/revised 3.8.2020 Nature Of & In, In & Of Reality; I Is Always You Is We; Arlene Corwin
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Mar 8, 2020
Mar 8, 2020 at 5:45 PM UTC
Everything Is Autobiography
Everything Is Autobiography Everything is autobiography. And why not? Ourselves inside Is all we’ve got: Ourselves, our lives, Our unique lot – Why let it rot? Everything that heals is good. Every healing means is food. The only means that comes for free, The has universality, That’s there, for those with eyes, to see, That’s there on call effortlessly Is my peculiar history And your autobiography. Everything Is Autobiography 10.26.1991/revised 3.8.2020 Nature Of & In, In & Of Reality; I Is Always You Is We; Arlene Corwin
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