nеverending story

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tiny shells
all over the seashore
some - sank in the sand
some - broken
some - hidden in a boy's hand
to be taken away

they are here
in front of your eyes
they are neither questions nor answers
they don't need you
to tell them
what they are
why they are
and what they are for

they are not for you
they just are

and
so
be
it