Come and Go

MW<3

as cars on the road,

Moving 60 miles per hour

Making their way home.

It makes no difference,

Whether im here or there.

I could be anywhere,

And no one would really care

Like a grain of sand,

Or a blade of grass,

I am but one of billions

Waiting for my moment to pass.

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