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The history of
civilization flows

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against the tides of innocence.

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The child who
laughs with the sea

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as he destroys his sandcastle,
driving the king into oblivion

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Meditation on designs.

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Somewhere, a precise
biologist says

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that adults are mere
appendages of the embryo.

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You're dying to produce another
embryo, and then depart.

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The only Immortal Life, he
says, is the cancer cell.

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Its one ambition, to return
us all to an ancient freedom.

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Somewhere, a confused
poet says death

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is submission to the future.

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An infant dancing on
the backs of lovers

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as they embrace
on ancient graves.

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Somewhere, a stark
philosopher says

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that every increase
in consciousness

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brings an equal
increase in despair.

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Cain in the womb slays
Abel once again because he

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was a prophet of futurity:
so much closer to the stars,

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but so very far from paradise.

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What shall we do with
the trial of Galileo?

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The witches dangling
from the gallows past.

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The hallowed dead
of a thousand wars.

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We live out our time, defy its
limits, deny its judgments,

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and demand a bedtime story.

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An old, familiar story.

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Once upon a time, when
there was no time.

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The middle of the
story went on and on.

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Yet we are the builders,
or the destroyers,

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filling out a design dimly seen
between the beginning of memory

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and the end of grief.

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