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Sunday, August 5, 2012
Waterfall
I am falling like water,
from fifty years up,
into an endless pool.
Many lessons on the way
have I gathered into drops
that I hold with moist eyes.
All is change,
that is what collects the most,
and as I let go,
the rocks below soften.
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