The waves crumble
And roll towards the shore
A trade ship passes
In the distance
The wind blows the palm leaves
And the sun sets
Only the rock is still
Stillness
An admirable trait
The ability to refrain
From moving this way or that
Subject to the whims of no one
The rock faces the sun
And the wind
And the sea
But remains still
Not dynamic or fluid
But still
The essence of the rock is stillness
Calm
In a turbulent world
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The Lucky Ones Who chooses the lucky ones Is it God Or the government Or the Man Or the lucky ones themselves Is it their friends Or their enemies Or their families And what makes them so lucky, anyways Do they enjoy life more than the rest of us Do they have...
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