"Pebbles"

Thousands of pebbles
Each one unique--
Color, shape, texture
Yet all the same.

One similarity:
All are carried away
By the changing tide
By and by.

Pain and suffering
Is like a pebble
It stays for a little while
Then is never again seen

Once a pebble is gone
One will never find it again
Once a trouble is through,
One will never be bothered again

Thousands of troubles
Each one unique
Trouble, emotion, pain
Yet all the same.

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