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Life
Uncertainty abides, sprouting like an embryo on almost nothing, because the natural way, the connection to the ocean, is not just the river. The whole earth connects me to the infinite sea, the atmosphere connects the earth to space and space to the sun, that link is alive, it grows and dies, and death is as much a part of life as the connection.
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