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  • I dropped a five gallon glass jug of water on the kitchen floor.


    A pound of black sesame seeds, set free by the crash and surge, rode the wave to the far reached of the kitchen and beyond.

    Cleaning up the mess, I wondered if in ten years, if I'm still here, when a lone black sesame seed mysteriously finds itself in the middle of the floor, if I'll remember that I dropped five gallons of water on an innocent jar of black sesame seeds on the last day of the year.
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