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I stay cool, and dig all jive,
That's the way I stay alive.
My motto,
as I live and learn,
is
Dig and be dug
In return

I stay cool, and dig all jive,
That's the way I stay alive.
My motto,
as I live and learn,
is
Dig and be dug
In return

I stay cool, and dig all jive,
That's the way I stay alive.
My motto,
as I live and learn,
is
Dig and be dug
In return

I stay cool, and dig all jive,
That's the way I stay alive.
My motto,
as I live and learn,
is
Dig and be dug
In return

I stay cool, and dig all jive,
That's the way I stay alive.
My motto,
as I live and learn,
is
Dig and be dug
In return

I stay cool, and dig all jive,
That's the way I stay alive.
My motto,
as I live and learn,
is
Dig and be dug
In return

And now there was only one way for him. Out, away, across the dead land.

What's done is done, what's dead is dead.

But realistically, this would not come to pass.

He knew from history it wouldn't be the first time such a thing had been done, and likely it wouldn't be the last.

If every person on the planet chose to forgive him, to forget his sin, it would be as if it never happened.

He supposed they could, actually. Undo what had been done, that is.

Silas sat at the edge of the grassland that gave way at the wastelands edge. Leaning against a small and twisted tree in what shade it could still offer, a straw of dried grass between his teeth as he considered.

All the clear spring water in the world couldn't save him now. All the society upon the earth couldn't undo what had been done.