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To sink is to swim

We are like pebbles on a beach.
 
Brought by the tide,
yet not born from it.
 
Sitting,
and waiting,
for something to happen.
 
Until one day,
someone grabs us,
and throws us,
skipping along the surface.
 
one skip, two skip, three.
 
Then we sink.
 
And forever we fight,
against the weight of the odds.
 
To go up, go back, or beyond.

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