we can love completely without complete understanding. Life is not as free as a work of art. Eventually,all things merge into one,&the river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood&runs over rocks from the basement of time.And some of the rocks are timeless raindrops.Under the rock are the words. Some of the word are theirs.
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