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The world is full of men dying without a whimper of their existence.
They may have voiced an opinion in life where those close to them have heard the voice and proclaimed to god that this voice really spoke of the time in their life.
But like that great tree in the forest that no one hears fall
no ones knows of their existence after the fall.
When do we break free and tell the world of our existence;
do we have scribes following us and writing every word we utter.
Our answer is no most of us do not; we do not let our egos fly free or
paste our banners across the skies.
I grew up during a time when great revelation was given to the lonely man.
The 1960s defined a way to treat the landscape of planet earth and those of us living.

badaba

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