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Stone

I feel like a stone,
I sink.
Nothing breaks me,
I break other things.
I hurt people,
When I don’t mean too.
But no one hurts me,
I do not break.
I don’t fall,
I don’t even hurt.
Why?
Why don’t I fall,
Why don’t I hurt?
I am a stone,
Forever cursed.
Or is it all in my head?
Could anyone be a stone?
Or am I special?
I am a stone.

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