All that lives must die passing through nature to eternity.

Nature as an intersection
Nature as the Holland tunnel
Nature as obstacle, nay, obstacle course
Nature as labyrinth- but not even
Merely the walking to get to the center
No, not labyrinth
Just – a tollbooth
This thing one must pass through
To get where you’re really going.
Who would mourn someone’s passage through a tollbooth?

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