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by Chris Lorenc © 1999
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In the beginning there was rock. In the beginning there was water. In the beginning earth was formless and void with one word unspoken at its center. Then these mountains rose and the sea took shape, girdled by them. Turtle went diving and returned with the loam in her fingernail necessary for this word. Eagle and hummingbird and coyote met at the summit of Pico Blanco and surveyed their world with humorous eyes.
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