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shale

an ignored mountain so used to abrasion it can hardly notice any of its mutation the wandering man is stunned by its existance not seeing its damage from off in a distance every night the mountain wonders just how long it will be alone constantly shielding the valley while having no shield of its own so it disintegrates into a boulder, so easily moved the exterior hardened as nature often proves the rock always envied the clay its ability to mold its ability to heat instead of remaining cold but he cannot change the rock, he cannot change the world, he cannot reverse the clock and as soon as this man takes off and sets sail the rock will discover that it is nothing but shale
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