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If I could be a pebble, or a wave

Daddy, look at the pretty purple pebbles
rolling in the endlessly revolving waves

If I could be a pebble, or a wave, or
even you, Daddy, would I still know who I was?

Would I still remember the little boy whose
body I am?

Or are memories like passing clouds?

But if I have no memories,
how do I know who I am?

Daddy?

Does the pebble remember the rough
rock it used to be ... and
where will it go when it's
rubbed all away?

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