I am.
Stable and Deep.
treasures are found by those who seek...
Rough and firm.
Pretty I might not be but real I am...
To a wavering mind... I'm dust
You break me...I spread...
You break me...I spread...
but I am never finished... I live; beyond the hurt, the joy, the disappointment, the shock, the pain, the euphoria; I do not cease to exist
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