What am I

Mon, 01/25/2016 - 15:14 -- Mewaboo

 As tall as the clouds to you, yet are small as a pencil to the world.

 Smooth to the thought, yet rough to the touch.

As Strong as a mountain to man, yet as weak as flower to nature.

Shelters, yet destories.

What Am I?

This poem is about: 
Our world
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