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Imperfect Pebble

The ivy waits
sleeping herons
dream of silver
beaks stabbing
at pluming smoke
in a wet sky

The rule of years
flows unnoticed
until time
drives nails deep
Gulping dust
each hammer blow
bludgeoning decay
to the dance of sinking stones

You will know
what to do
When it's time
you will know
Written by Abracadabra (Abra)
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