When It's Over

August 23, 2010
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I am…

A speck of dust


In the galaxy.

A single droplet of


Trying to reach the other side of an ocean.

The smallest cog

Of a complex mechanism.

A deer

Pushing my way through

A dense forest

Just another somebody, watching,

As the world continues spinning

Without me.
When it's over, what will it have been for?
When it's over,
What counts?

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