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the silhouette of this garden is a history, revealing us with each gesture of the flower hastening against our countenance:
i was not here before, my shape changes daily i was sand i was mountain i was stone i was water i was shellfish and sea anemone and sea snail i was fish, eel, urchin, i was plankton. i was seaweed and sea grass. here i am black and polished and round, here i am yellow, here i am covered with moss, here i gleam with purple manifestation when the light lies across me, here i curve outward, here i lapse back
"when the water approaches me, the shape of the wave is changed. and when the tide ebbs, you will see, i too, have changed"
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