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Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Dampening
As you move into the soil the temperature dances about a mean to the rhythm of hours, days and years.
As you move down the waltzes of the surface fade to a buzz, then to nothing The mean becoming the sum.
This is the depth where all is silent This is the depth where you find the soul.
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