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I dreamt that I was old

I’ve outgrown my youth. There are new lines underneath my eyes, maps of an ordinary life worth living. Now the moon wanes into a slice of silver. Now I’m throwing rocks into the pond, wrinkling water stretching far and wide. I dream that I am old, sliced and wrinkled with age, and I am happy.

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