I’m feeling small
nary a bump
or a blemish
not quite invisible
certainly not inviting
much less rock
or even stone
nor a pebble
smaller than that
maybe just dust
for dust is
just about all
that dust might
hope to be
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Wow, really beautiful poem, dark but beautiful
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Thank you. Now I don’t feel like dust anymore.
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