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Stone

December 4, 2013
By Anonymous

Stone stood before the Sculptor and ask him why

The chisel crushed its side

What was wrong?

Why was it removed?

The tree asked the gardener

Why was it planted as it was?

Why did it have to fight past the rocks that fumbled its roots?

And fling is arms to the sky to catch the sun?

And was the gold lackluster before the fires heat

Was it only worth something

Once scared with scratched etchings

Or was there something else intended?

I asked about the justice

I was shown the mercy



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