I built a garden of remembering. I always said I would, but now I really built it. I also built a Madness. Never said I would, but I built that, too... and now it lies at the heart of the garden.
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Watch a cloud move, sometime, but sped up. The edges come and go, wisps and furls. Watch the horizon sometime. It's amended in much the same way. Adjustments coming and going. A mirage.