In the beginning was the I
And the I was in God
And the I was itself a god
Just as God remembered it
When God was eager and young
And started out good and whole
With a simple sketch of the I
It was the first I in the first mind
Then came the I that mocked the I
For taking itself so seriously
And there was laughter on earth
As in heaven the sound of thunder
And the rain became the flesh
of the I it was the true I
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