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The Simple Truth

Days pass like the falling leaves,

and lives pass like the stars,

while seeds of life like growing trees,

turn out to be what life decrees.

Decisions made yet made before,

and brought about to be,

the blood that makes this simple core,

a beast to beg or yet to roar.

The river–a drop to cut away,

and one to float then on,

and one to push the stone today,

and one to turn the sand to clay.

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