the waves are crashing
with a clocklike rhythm
ocean's fury breaking and bashing
against the thick rock wall
strike and smash and drive and thrash
wearing down the rocks and stones
relentless... relentless...
surely this wall can't last?
...
the young woman is sitting
with a trowel in her hand
laying bricks in the sand
behind the thick rock wall
brick, mortar, brick, mortar
the water is trickling in
(drip, drip, drip)
but she keeps building
brick, mortar, brick, mortar
even as her handiwork sinks into the sand
and the waves come crashing in
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