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Consider the circle;

endless, no beginning

anywhere. Think

for one complete minute,

or thirty seconds, if you are

in a hurry, of calendars

that equally have no

beginning.

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We mark the season

arbitrarily. Who knows

what day we were born,

what day was our first

breath?

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Faith is like cycles

and circles and calendars

that are lies. You are born

and remember nothing

of before. You die

and remember nothing

of before.

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A timeline is like a circle,

open ended moving toward

infinity at the speed of no

sound ever heard, like that

tree in the forest. No one

was there. Time is smoly

another unfathomably  

immeasurable cycle. 

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Lady A

01-20-13

1226a

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