I through an empty stone
The calm water
No ripple
It mimicked
Silence
One walk’s ahead
Time does that
Till the dead end
At the end
End still lives on
Rotting till
Decaying is done
Decomposing
Starts to compose
Thoughts
Methodical
And then
New born
Reincarnation?
May be
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