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SOWING HARVEST

Nature is one great forgetting and remembering

scythe harvesting and sowing simultaneously.

 

Force rising through absence,

overfilling and disappearing at once.

 

Yet the business of reality remains

recollection of life from memory.

 

Longing for presence and seeking the past,

the human present never seems to last.

 

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