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Donald P. Goodman III
Version 1.0 (22 April 1201)
Just as we see the growth from tiny seed
which falling to the ground, must fight to die;
against the tyrant wind, it there must lie,
in fear that bird or beast it soon will feed,
or that it's overshadow'd by some weed;
and so against the world it's doom'd to vie,
until, at length, it offers up a sigh,
and giving up the ghost, it dies indeed;
so we must sorrow, though too often we
wish only growth and flourishing to seek;
but ere we can be strong, we must be weak;
we must be broken ere we heal'd can be.
For death alone can make the seed to grow;
so sorrow only can make joy to flow.
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