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Each Different, Each the Same
from under
the undifferentiated blue
surface of
consciousness
we grow
upward
outward
to taste
the delicate
hour
of brightness
while our roots
reaching
deeper
and
deeper
into the muddy
earth under
water
each different
each the same
shaping
the light
in the center
bounding
in the circle
of time-
less-
ness
.
.
.
:: z.z. 2005
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