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You were my rock
But I found you too stable,
Immobile, grounding, so I
Shattered you -
A man broken into thirty-three pieces,
Mere pebbles of the boulder you were.

And I was water
That went running through your hands,
Free, unattainable, but I
Became stagnant -
The dam that I tore down,
Left me without a path to follow.

And you were stones
Skipped across my suface each day,
Rippling, moving, and I
Loved you -
As you took what I'd destroyed
And used it to give me direction.

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