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Change

This dimension of space
Where the earth floats
Is like unto a city
Built of clouds
That is constantly changing.

Everywhere you look.
Everywhere you stand.
Everywhere you live.
Everything you own.

Dearest Seeker,

The only thing constant
On this material plane
Is change.
Written by BruceBurkard
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