Traveled through unknown
dark depths of ocean.
Flowed out to mix with
other
big and small in
shallow waters.
Salty waters dried-up soon,
rather forcefully, only
to lay me there stray.
A spade picked me up on
a hot day,
with fairly smooth sand
as companion to land at
a creation site;
to get crushed, fused with
concrete,
later soon.
A pair of tender hands
there
picked me up, added
colors,
decorated me for a new
beginning;
only be given away as a
gift,
to the well-known.
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