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Rock
Rock
I get kicked, tossed, spit on, and crushed. But the people don't think that we do so much for them. We stop their floods, and some of us rocks can even make them millions. They care for us only when we make them rich, but when we do, they forget we exist. I wish I could talk, because maybe, we would go for a nice walk. I just wish for a normal life, but in a way I already am.
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