pebbles on the beach each individual its own markings its own size tumbled down the centuries to land at our feet each of us unique we are, some say tumbled through a whirlpool of many lives to be who we are now I don't know the answer to this but even in one life there is enough shaking around - parental pummelling peer group abrasion inner lesion forms us Ah, but I forget one thing more that can transform dull amber to a radiance grace it is called never found except through its own annunciation
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