Even when you’re not,
It continues without you,
And though you doubt it,
You’ll never prove it doesn’t.
It informs your every thought.
It can’t thrive in only one
Of you, even though it thrives
Outside any one of you.
It’s hundreds, thousands of times
Older than any of you.
Your children receive its seeds.
Although you die, it’s born anew.
You won’t see the end of it.
Reading this is part of it.
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