For Andrew Murphy, there is not just one past, or two; but an infinite number of lifetimes; as if he were a blade of wild grass in an endless field of memories, that withers with the first coming of frost, and rises from the earth again, with the first drops of April rain. He has been born over and over, always returning for the same purpose:
                                                                                      ~~adam stanley         
                           

For Andrew Murphy, there is not just one past, or two; but an infinite number of lifetimes; as if he were a blade of wild grass in an endless field of memories, that withers with the first coming of frost, and rises from the earth again, with the first drops of April rain. He has been born over and over, always returning for the same purpose:

                                                                                      ~~adam stanley         

                           

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