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The Monkey Meditates

"We dance round in a ring and suppose, But the Secret sits in the middle and knows." - Robert Frost

Monday, July 24, 2006

When sight seeked the orb,
eyes felt the grave
and brows danced to its drums.

Posted by Unknown at 12:11 PM

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