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My life is but a grain of sand through an infinite hourglass
Blink and you’ll miss me
As minute and inconceivable as a single star in a constellation to an ant
Blink and you’ll miss me
Like a single second in the history of time
Like a mislaid stitch in the most beautiful of tapestries
Like the reason for this poem
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