Today I celebrate my stone-self.
The hardness and brashness of who I can be.
I don't care about you, so don't you dare to care about me.
In a few thousand years you might break me.
Or you could smash me to pieces, I guess.
But why bother? Just leave me all stone-cold. Please, just leave me be.
I have been pounded and grounded and smoothed by the sea.
My heart holds my secrets for perpertuity.
I don't need you, don't need anyone. Please. Just let me be.
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