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“The gods began the world in seven days,” he said, “but everyone knows they didn’t complete it. They left parts of it undone for people to build themselves. Therefore the world is never done; it is always a work in progress. See that leaf on that tree out there? It wasn’t there yesterday. So that isn’t the same tree. You’re brand new too. Every day.”

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Jabari Asim
Jabari Asim

Jabari Asim is an American author born on August 11, 1962. His works primarily focus on themes of race, identity, and growth, and have been well-received by readers. more

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