Walking on the sea beach of life,
rolling endless pebbles I see.
Crystal pearly waves kiss my feet.
Some pebbles roll on the sandy beach,
some move away in watery waves.
Some I take in my hands and keep,
some I throw –
forgotten pebbles on the seashore.
Gentle breeze soothes my being,
caressing and tingling my flushed cheeks.
Pricking needles in my memories old;
tears sweep through my turbulent soul.
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