Taking ShapeA Poem by PeteTime is but the stream I go a-fishing in. I drink at it; but while I drink I see the sandy bottom and detect how shallow it is. Its thin current slides away, but eternity remains. - Thoreauyesterday's tributaries now's amorphousness © 2025 PeteAuthor's Note
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