I am the rock that
Sits on the beach
The waves rushing over me
Day and night
And what is the waves name
Oh right
Rush Rush
Go the waves
The cold water numbing my sides
Each passing day
I get smaller
My once hard self
Is now diminishing into grains of sand
Thousands of grains
Thousands of me
So many that soon
I'm not a rock anymore
I am sediment
Drifting into the ocean
Just like they wanted.

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