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Those rough crevices marking time and energy , wind and…

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There are pathways. Treading clear and even, usually straight with…

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She spoke of alchemy, culling influence of nature and design,…

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Expulsion of sophistry could unduly alarm, even in the face…

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I fashioned you, foraged through sandstone and ice. I found…

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The string is looped around a ballast on each end…

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I often walked. In my youth. At dawn. When the…

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