As I stand on the ocean’s shore,
I know that I can see,
Every grain of sand washed away,
Smaller than you and me.
Every grain of sand knows its place,
Toward the ocean I face,
Realizing how small we all are,
Whether we are near or far.
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Kristen Ulrich
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Very nicely written!