How am I here

I do nothing but move with a high viscosity

Rolling gently over myself

Waiting for someone to cole along so I may take solid form again

Everything falls into place for me while everyone else struggles

Am I so hardened that nothing can touch me


Am I so soft nothing wishes to harm me


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