The Pebble You can hold a pebble in the palm of your hand. But when it's been pummeled and turned to sand, no matter how tight you clench your fingers together it'll slip through your hands. Oh how the damaged ones slip through time. Forgotten n spread across shore lines. Where different waves reach their lips only be pulled away before they reach, Untouched n unfaze they become apart of the maze. Left, Right, Up or Down, It's such a confusing haze. Her walls are high n you'll never find the center place.
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