uploaded Dec. 6, 2011.
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The Framework
Bones aged
Everything now is a task
Mystery of movement ridicules me
And laughter tapered to silence
Dew rivers down
God delighted the framework
But why did He commit
Nature to age—sin?
On the tips of butterflies
Passengers hitch rides
Bugs' precious recyclers
Everything finds its place
Even pain within the body
—James Collins
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