Shaking Off The Heaviness Of Time 
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When it is seen that not a thing is out of place 
It is truly a place where things lose their habitual identities 
Once free of their stories, they shake off the heaviness of time 
And the end of time 
Is also the shimmering zone 
Of infinite possibilities and identities 
It is the point of the great play 
The play of endless forms and values