Shells
The heedless oceans hurl them to the shore
Sometimes shattered, sometimes a little broken
Sometimes perfectly shaped
Shaped through tides of many destinies
They come
Ever-moving, ever-changing
Through oceans of love, storms and stillness
Through gentle breezes of wisdom
They flow in Life's eternal embrace
Like me...
Sometimes shattered, sometimes a little broken
Sometimes perfectly shaped...
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