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A rock, 
sharp edges, rough-cut
tearing at cutting at your feet,
there is great gnashing of teeth.
Now, thrown into the lake, skim
surface, sinking, swimming down:
as rocks tend to do.
Through time, tender touch,
pushed under current,
streams, stream-beds.
Rock, resting, polished on the shore,
shaped egg of the earth;

an epoch of careful design.