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A Poem by Ben
O great procession of ages
Cycle of astral seasons through eternity
Whose story is told in the primal sound of silence
Reverberating through ever..
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A Poem by Ben
what does it mean to be a man?
what is this stuff of which i am made?
am i defined by the things that i do,
these things that i gather unto me
and..
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