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On a stretch of beach left behind in the path of a glacier, stones have

sprung up like static wildflowers in a grassless meadow. The water

and the weather are unable to move the stones; move them quickly,

anyway. So they loiter, shifting this way one era, that way the next.

Their minutes are marked by years, their hours by decades,

their days by centuries.

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