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I just ate an orange, mindfully,
one section, slowly, each minute
until all ten sections disappeared.
I'm
looking down at the toy Jeeps
and other vehicles in a camp,
wondering what little people
could survive down there,
in
such thick atmosphere.
Someday I hope to meet and
get to know some of them
I "rubbed"
two pictographs -
a stone couple who have hung
around here for years and years
and must know multitudes of
stories
we will never get to hear
Some secrets are good secrets.
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