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i We’re all different. Must be something. ii Cut off your finger: you’re still there. iii Alive: breath. Dead: gone. Do the arithmetic. iv Man hides behind a rock. Bird sees him. v No reason then shouldn’t be now. vi For something to vanish it has to exist. vii Einstein's soul: Does the train move or does the track? viii A number carries a forever: why not a body? ix Pleasure, anger fade: love, hate, don’t. What are you? x Assume it: see what happens. xi Music lives when it dies. What about us? xii We’re all the same. Must be something. -----------------------------------------------------------------
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