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For Every Stone Thrown At Me

For every stone
thrown at me

I collected them and
painted them
each
colorfully

some red
some yellow
some green
some blue
some indigo
some violet

then carry them
in my backpack

hike to a
waterfall

and right next to it
I lay the stones in a pile

and seconds later…

a rainbow burst out
of the pile
pulling its arc
across the waterfall

as I stand there
in awe

with joyful tears
streaking down
my cheeks

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