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the rock sits as the stream flows over never moves unless a great force nudges it the tree grows but never moves unless the wind blows it the sun shines unless the clouds block it so we always walk on our path nevermind the bends curves or hills tomorrow there is still a path to walk on
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Sep 14, 2010
Sep 14, 2010 at 12:00 PM UTC
Tomorrow
the rock sits as the stream flows over never moves unless a great force nudges it the tree grows but never moves unless the wind blows it the sun shines unless the clouds block it so we always walk on our path nevermind the bends curves or hills tomorrow there is still a path to walk on
Banker 2010- From Philosophy
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Sep 14, 2010
Sep 14, 2010 at 12:00 PM UTC
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