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Jan 03, 2008 18:33

held my own hands, together with myself in a moment
looked down at my fingers... middle on the left
thinking about each day's passing, my existence now and here.

i will someday be history - joining the sparkle in a ring a young woman wears
a moss agate ring from centuries ago (it is the ring of my great great grandmother)
i wonder what she thought about this ring, and about life and things.
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