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Maybe life is a…

quarry, and I’m a rock.

mine, and I’m the vein.

whetting stone, and I’m the steel.

Maybe I’m a peasant that samurai run their swords through.

Maybe I’m butterflies flapping wings in Kyoto that make it rain in Cleveland.

Or something else. There’s always something else could be. One never can tell.

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