Clones of the Infinite

In truth we are a boundless continuation of one another.

Each molecule that I breathe traces the maze of all humanity from the first bludgeoning with bone to the last sexual gasp.

Upon my plate, soil forged by the nucleus of the sun, I breathe in the sustenance of buffalo and bison and giraffes and spiders and worms and mycelium.

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Writer — Nature | Science | Agriculture | Health www.andrewrfrench.com

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