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I. Noise in an empty hallway:
My old leather shoes protest as I hurry down the linoleum tiles
Like I'm wearing a little piece of history older than I am.

II. Headlights on a dark road:
Speeding down narrow country roads
windows rolled down and Autumn wind rushing through the car
Ripping my hair from its tie
My arm stretching out the window, numb in the night air.

III. Ephemeral beauty:
For a moment, life is endless and incredibly brief
Stretching before me like a dusty trail at sunset
Disappearing into the trees.

IV. Origin of life:
There is this vague, unnamable incomprehension in my chest
Like euphemisms, that is the easy way out
This is the hard way: I am alive, alive, alive
When one cell became thirty trillion, I gained consciousness.

V. I am not the sum of my parts:
I don't have the faith to believe 
That all my thirty trillion cells are a fluke of nature

VI. Evidence: 
I am the proof of divinity's existence
A signpost shouting "I am alive" thirty trillion times with all the power of my lungs 
Designed for miracles

VII. Rene Descartes:
It is not 
I think; therefore, I am
It is
I think; therefore, He is.

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