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Even though it is being worn out, leaving traces of time,
Even though it is being cut, leaving traces of the wind,
Even when a person's hand brushes by,
Even when a person's foot passes by gently,
Even if there is no one who will remember it,
Even if there is no one who will come to visit,
Like that rock,
Like that rock that is polishing its face even now
When it might have been just a rock at the beginning,
I want to be a person who has grounded themselves where they are supposed to be.
A person like a rock that stands firmly in its position
Without leaving the Lord,
And standing next to the Lord forever...
I want to be a person who keeps their place for a long time.
I want to be a person like a rock.
