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To live here, amongst the tiny pebbles, is simply a curse

I have heard of other lands and places

Of other people and other faces

I am sure their world is probably worse

I don’t know, I simply guess

In our world, amongst the tiny pebbles, we try

We all do what we can do

And yet the sea, never tires, never rests

We do all that we can

Yet, he just washes our work away

Leaving but memories of

Tiny pebbles and castles in the sand