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The old man sat reading in warmth of the early morning. The day was fresh and his mind began to form the images that the words were expressing. Noises now but muffled sounds as he became more absorbed into this other world. Though his body, now aged, could no longer move with force and determination his mind could become fleeting as a younger man. The passage of time will be sweet as this old man sat reading on a bench.