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The Present

Beads
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Strange thing this, to sit with silence –
millennia of regret; cold stones at our backs.
 

Clutching worry in work-worn hands,
we balance, fearful, on this brittle plinth,
 

while the gift of the unopened moment
lays unnoticed at our feet.
 
 

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