out on the beach
an old man leans into the wind
bends down
picks up a pebble
against the hiss of waves on shingle
he stands motionless
then gently puts it back
among the million others
leans into wind
bends down
seeking perfection
still
out on the beach
an old man leans into the wind
bends down
picks up a pebble
against the hiss of waves on shingle
he stands motionless
then gently puts it back
among the million others
leans into wind
bends down
seeking perfection
still
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