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From the rock of ages,
To the sands of time.
Theologists and Geologists,
Cannot find a rhyme.
Let's look in the cradles,
Not in the tombs.
Let's kiss all the mothers,
And worship their wombs.
There's no need for searching,
for either beginning or end.
Just enjoy the life you're living my friend.



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