I carefully lifted you, washed you in waves that had polished you smooth long ago.
Perhaps you erupted from fiery peaks, or tumbled from mountains of snow?
If only I knew more I'd not have to ask, and I don't think that you will reply.
I wondered what undersea creatures you'd seen, if you'd had eyes to see things at all.
I might have known all of these answers but now, they have flown and won't answer my call.
So love it!
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