| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - The sheep go in and out and find pasture And so do we, from one life to another Find fresh experience and return with benefit To the timeless realm that shelters souls Between their journeyings We meet with others who In past lives we have known Though such a possibility as that is hid From the mind that sleeps in mundane things But we have lived and loved And laboured all together And maybe had e
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