I tossed another rock on the pile
Watching it grow higher and higher
Soon no sunlight would be allowed through
I felt my world grow colder and colder
Then the sun came out
Peeking through the rocks
I frowned as it warmed my world
I turned and watched a rock tumble
Then another
Soon the wall of rocks was gone
The sun was bright and warm
I turned and heard a sound
A rock came to rest at my feet
The sun grew cold
My world took on a chill
I tossed another rock on the pile
To build my wall once again
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