Yeah, we are star matter from the big bang  And that love ain’t far behind you  Love ain’t far behind  —Ani DiFranco, “Star Matter”  We looked for god in the wet heather, the crumbling talus, the heinous gully, and the father-son fishing trip. How can the same god that crafts this…
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