If we were meant to be always calm,
would we not have begun
like a seedling,
silent and slow,
and not the way it did happen,
a massive explosion
that created the universe,
all that beauty born
from a roar.
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If we were meant to be always calm,
would we not have begun
like a seedling,
silent and slow,
and not the way it did happen,
a massive explosion
that created the universe,
all that beauty born
from a roar.
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