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I move the fastest, when I stay still.
The farthest, without moving an twitching a bit.

My sight is without the eyes,
My listening, without the ears.

In contradictions, I florish. 
In similarities, I disengage. 

I am but in the passing wind, 
The gentle whisper of coming rain,
The thought of rich harvest.

I am cause of Him.
I am

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