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Fourteen Pieces of Charcoal

it’s dark because there’s no light a crooked root digs into darker and deeper ground even though water flows in the dark even though it flows in the hardened-time in the dark water stands still motionless as if a ceased heart water won’t ripple to find its way the crooked root dug in deeper ground got tangled with other rotten roots became a fossil counts its age with a fingertip that falls off as it presses the year-rings in a cycle of about every 5,700 years Note. Fourteen pieces of charcoal: carbon-14

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