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Monday, March 19, 2007

Bone growth

Breathing deeply into myself
(it is time),
I draw in the slack.

I close my eyes, and I return
to the cool, still space
inside
that is mine.
And I listen for the slow formation
of dense matter.
Posted by cs at 7:28 AM
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