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Empty Shells
The sea waves
washing empty shells clean.
Laid in the sand, just where each should be.
The being
gone from inside the shell,
leaving colorful beauty behind.
In life's waves
we are born and we grow,
only to die and be lain to rest.
Our souls gone
from this now worthless shell,
leaving behind a unique story.
Christopher Bunton
For the "Parallelogram de Crystalline" Contest
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