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Dec 2016
Without beginning or end,
It unfolds as a rose;
Like the Generating Heart;
With Movement and repose.
Mr Trismegistus
Written by
Mr Trismegistus  They call it Earth.
(They call it Earth.)   
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   --- and Doug Potter
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