There is a rock that dances on the edge of the roof, and it
is hollow.
Then one day, little rocks start falling into it and follow
the big rock’s dance routine.
They fall into different sides of the hole. They are
independent, but driven by the movements and rhythms of the larger rock.
Till one day, when they swivel and gyrate and land up
together in the middle of the big rock.
The balance is disrupted.
It falls.
And only the little rocks survive.
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