A piece of dust in an ocean of sand a drop in an endless sea
A spark glows then darkens when not fanned, lost in ash debris
An atom in a universe of stars, a photon on the sun
A microbe on mars a lottery ticket won
one clapping, one echoing voice to rejoice in an encore demand
Alone I stand, nothing aside the grand
How small must one be to not exist in reality
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
Online) - Published: July 17th, 2025 03:04
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