I am late. No one
Is early. The heat
Breaks the tent
And the dry leaves
Fall. I am that
Which has fallen. I
Am that which falls.
Counting keeps me
Company on long
Journeys, such as life,
Which is not long, which is
Eternal: I am not. I am.
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