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  • Like the trails of skipping stones
    Across the surface of the pool
    So our steps
    So the towers we raise
    So the arc of me and you
    Rippling circles
    Merging
    Lapped and overlapped
    Widening until
    Mere shadows reach the farther shore

    All this we knew
    All this we know
    Still we stretch to find
    the perfect fit of hand and rounded stone
    the perfect form
    we cast and cast again
    returning stone to sea to be cast up again
    small wonder this feeling
    deja-vu
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