dolmen

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The stones have their part to play, their hard role.

We flesh and blood mortals will come and go,

then rest beneath their shadows of death.

Yet one water drop can freeze, crack their cold,

and crumble these towering giants of old.

 

Reborn as sand, their grains will populate

a thousand holiday beaches, countless

as stars spinning above our dreaming heads

while we lay down beside lover and mate.

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