Do you feel for that pebble, thats caught inside your shoe,
Knowing it is far from home, and now is stuck with you?
Do you realize, it's in a dark and lonely place,
Though once free to wait on the lapping of the sea?
Do you feel for that small thorn, thats lodged into your side,
Knowing it's been carried away from which it relied?
Do you realize, it's in an unfamiliar place,
Though once friend to humming birds, butterflies, and a bee?
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