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A Rock I stand, a rock I've become.
Hardened by summer sun salted by ocean air.
Alone to stand and feel the waves crash upon my face.
To feel the salt embed itself in to my skin.
There came a day when I felt no more, a day when the sun burned the sea infront of me.
I did not blink, I did not ponder why.
I stood there watching the present being swallowed by the cold of the future sky.
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