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Bramey's dead, they said,
Speeding down some high street place
trying to make a connection
With the finer side of life
Found a heavy tree instead.
The guy who was driving
Still lives round my way
The tree that they planted
Next to the post office
With his name on a board
Vame down in the autumn gales
Was replanted
Big deal, what difference
Can it make to the dead
Anyway.
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"Do not tell lies, and do not do what you hate,
for all things are plain in the sight of Heaven. For nothing
hidden will not become manifest, and nothing covered will remain
without being uncovered."
The Gospel of Thomas
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