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Rock
By: James Aitchison
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(after a visit to the Grampians, Australia)
I came to unbreakable rock,
Older than any on earth;
Rock that could never be quarried,
Rock that had gazed upon country
Before any woman gave birth.
Beside this unbreakable rock,
My life is not even a stone;
When I am gone and forgotten,
The rock will exist forever,
Long after all people have gone.