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SHADES
OF GREY
Stones
all from rocks of ageless time
Rounded into pebbles shaped so fine
Their edges worn by the tossing of the sea
As they rise like great monsters unable to flee
White horses riding surfing the endless waves
Their tongues spitting exploding as they hit the caves
Tearing another one to add to the masses on the floor
Slowly weaving tossing and turning until they are no
more
Leaving golden sands for children to dance and play
From rocks to dust as it is for all the natural way
Thousands and thousands of pebbles coloured in grey
But gazing amongst them you begin to see the display
Laying dotted around all the grey, A white A black one
A brown and A red all shapes and colurs under the sun
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