Galaxies of golden dragonflies swirling over the well Rain splashes through the new roof, geckos bark, purple lotus closed in the bright morning, opens, then closes, then opens. Forty people walk the story, a coiled path from big bang to bacteria—candles and string drawing freshly made space, feet tracing times: through flowering plants to faces fins fingers finely woven beginningless life unraveling; perfect center drops endlessly leaning out falling in
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