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One and the Same
I am the mountain in a rain storm, the weather melting me, sending parts of me into parts of us, making me and the trees and the clouds, one and the same. I am the boulder in a hurricane, the weather softens me, taking parts of me into the mighty sea, making me and the trees and the sea, one and the same. I am the fire in the cave, the light in me reaching you, sending the warmth of my blaze to the warmth of your blaze, making me and the mountain and you— one and the same.
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