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I'm still writing...
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It started with crow.
In the beginning there were trees and air and ground and sky and sea.
In the beginning there was dust.
Nothing made a noise.
Crow watched the silent world spin from the top of the tallest tree on the tallest peak.
Crow watched the silent world and began to sing.
The silence shattered as crow's voice flooded the world,
The whole world called back.
The sea rushed and roared.
The sky split and cracked.
The ground whispered and sighed.
The clouds gathered and boomed.
The trees clapped and pushed up to danced.
And with all of this sound,
And with all of this noise,
Dust pushed up to dance.
Dust gathered and boomed.
Dust whispered and sighed.
Dust split and cracked.
Dust rushed and roared.
Dust turned to blood.
Dust called up to crow and began to sing.
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who am I to refuse the universe?
-Leonard Cohen, Beautiful Losers
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