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Pebbles

June 9, 2013
By joeypucc BRONZE, Mequon, Wisconsin
joeypucc BRONZE, Mequon, Wisconsin
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The forever thought
Of who we are now
And why we suffer.
We cannot worry,
While life is present.
She is a blue sea,
Pushing and pulling
Upon damaged rock.
Ground to pieces,
Like fragmented souls.
Spending forever
Gathering broken
Pieces to make whole.
All in one vain place,
Pebbles become stone,
And parts are never
The same life again.



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