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Like Zen in her Old Age

Like Zen in Her Old Age Like Zen in her old age, she moves as calm water with the slow metabolism of ancient stones and redwoods. toiling like the slow rutting of running water through rocks. With finger to wrist, she feels the tide ebb and flow in her pulse, And within the ice age of an eye blink she lives through the millennia moving at the pace of the slow creep of continents as she steps back into history.

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