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A Speckled Stone
a speckled stone
round as the moon
is balanced
on the temple gate
under that tree
lies the man who placed it there
centuries ago
silently he awaits its fall -
his final act upon the earth
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A Speckled Stonea speckled stone round as the moon is balanced on the temple gate under that tree lies the man who placed it there centuries ago silently he awaits its fall - his final act upon the earth ephemera 2008 |
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