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Life is like a pebble where if it drops it will bring you ripples

It will tumble in the tides and washes up on the shore never knowing where it is or what’s its meaning

You will pick if up and throw it back as if it was meant to be , but that pebble is history that you can hold in your hand

It might not want it but in you hands it will take its pride , from it is just a humble pebble that time not known



im just starting on my writing journey still finding my ground hoping to get noticed in the writing world

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