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I have always been alive. Before i was born, i was inside my parents. A possibility, destined to become creation. Before my parents, it was their parents. I will always be alive. When i die, i will decompose. The rock cycle will rejuvinate the earth i occupy. I will become one with the ever loving earth. Matter is neither created nor destroyd. Life is never taken nor given. Why stay hurt, beat down, broken, when i can become something much bigger?
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Oct 10, 2015
Oct 10, 2015 at 8:24 PM UTC
Endless
I have always been alive. Before i was born, i was inside my parents. A possibility, destined to become creation. Before my parents, it was their parents. I will always be alive. When i die, i will decompose. The rock cycle will rejuvinate the earth i occupy. I will become one with the ever loving earth. Matter is neither created nor destroyd. Life is never taken nor given. Why stay hurt, beat down, broken, when i can become something much bigger?
joshw
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Oct 10, 2015
Oct 10, 2015 at 8:24 PM UTC
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