Scraped
My smooth edges
Caught
Like a lost sheep
Tangled
In the rough bits
On the barbed wire
Wrenched free
Evidence
Swinging
In the morning breeze
Smoothed
My rough edges
Polished
Like the stone on a beach
Tossed
Amongst the debris
Of the breaking waves
Twisted free
Evidence
Shifting
In the moving tide
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