Bewildered
How am I here
I do nothing but move with a high viscosity
Rolling gently over myself
Waiting for someone to cole along so I may take solid form again
Everything falls into place for me while everyone else struggles
Am I so hardened that nothing can touch me
Or
Am I so soft nothing wishes to harm me
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