Waiting

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At a shore on a sunny day…

One shell laid inverted on another,

A giant foot stamps hard on it.

The sand shifts to take them in.

Nothing changes, nothing breaks.

That’s how I don’t care.

My heart’s laid bare, take it in,

You never know when the sand gets wet,

And molds into hard clay.

‘Cause then the shells will break,

When the foot pounds in,

With a little more weight.

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