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I am the pebble sunk in the clear slow spring watching the warm sky and the bright green grass beside I am the pebble low in the dirt murky water cowering in swirling tides when the banks are grey and far I am the pebble after the water has run dry sighing into mud while the sun rises round and hot I am the pebble at the eternal hour melting fast to putty just as the sky goes black all i love i lose all i know i feel all i breathe i choose
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Dec 22, 2017
Dec 22, 2017 at 1:09 AM UTC
On sitting still and not thinking of eternity
I am the pebble sunk in the clear slow spring watching the warm sky and the bright green grass beside I am the pebble low in the dirt murky water cowering in swirling tides when the banks are grey and far I am the pebble after the water has run dry sighing into mud while the sun rises round and hot I am the pebble at the eternal hour melting fast to putty just as the sky goes black all i love i lose all i know i feel all i breathe i choose
#meditating#itshard
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37/F/eastbound and down
Dec 22, 2017
Dec 22, 2017 at 1:09 AM UTC
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