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Each event spoke with a cryptic tone,
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and the moments of living slowly
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revealed their coded meanings.
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There was the wonder I felt
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when I saw a brace of mountainlike,
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spotted, black-and-white horses clopping down a dusty road through
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clouds of powdered clay.
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There was the delight
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I caught in seeing long straight
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rows of red and
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green vegetables
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stretching away in the sun to the bright horizon.