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Farmer God

(no blasphemy intended, just another senile individual's theory or belief)

"How many is that?"
the old farmer asked
himself, as he dropped
another seed.
"I've been farming this
eternal field since before
time began."
"How many endless galaxies
does one God truly
need?"
"I've been planting these
cosmic seeds
forever, what the hell
was my plan?"
"Yet, it is such a
delightful sight to turn
and watch them all
go Bang."
Written by thoughtjotter1 (R. T.)
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