My box is full
of spectacular rocks.
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Some are smooth
and
some are rough.
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I like to collect them
and
I have enough.
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I like to arrange
the interesting rocks
when I play.
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I build
formations
and
creations
in the day.
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I design
and
combine
patterns,
then change
them around.
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I like all rocks,
even though,
they don’t
make a sound.
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I like to
count them,
one by one.
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I paint them
with water
and
let them
dry in the sun.
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There are
many ways
that I can
assort my rocks.
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I can
structure
a fishery,
as the sturdy rocks
become
the pillars
for the docks.
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Some of the rocks
can stack together
and
some of the rocks can’t.
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Sometimes,
the huge rocks
are mountains
for an ant.
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I gather the rocks
from the ground
on the earth.
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I like to look
at them,
for I believe
they have worth.
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The precious rocks
that I’ve gathered
are not
really mine.
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Yet, I like to
play with them
and
I think they are fine.
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I can share
these
fantastic rocks
with a friend
that I see.
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We can
play together
and
happily be.
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