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CELEBRATEON
The Universe exerted a mighty effort to make you
First it had to make a Something
Then it had to organize the Something into Forms
Which changed and morphed over eons
To finally produce me and you
We were meant to be here, we belong here
You and I are natural phenomenons
As natural as clouds and grass, a mountain or a star
Our being is as important to the proper order of things
As the sunshine or the wind
Out of all the uncountable possibilities
You and I exist here and now, at the same time
This is the greatest reason to celebrate
As we move down our paths of discovery
Towards the answers to the mysteries of who we are
And why we are here
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