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living stone (Free verse) by nentwined The world ends
With blood
Let in dribs and drabs
The moment not knowable
As truth succumbs
To fancy flights
Fractalling
Zeno-logically
Ever tighter
Until that binary split
Of inevitability
Already having squeezed
Consciousness
From the stone.
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