I threw a stone across a pond
and noticed it not sink,
which made me skeptical.
So I made another choice
and threw, this time
drowning my intentions.
A wake, rippling waves
at a minutia of knots
across the skein of time.
I threw a stone across a pond
and noticed it not sink,
which made me skeptical.
So I made another choice
and threw, this time
drowning my intentions.
A wake, rippling waves
at a minutia of knots
across the skein of time.
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