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This Hurtling Dot

In all of this space, why my spot Days bygone for just a little dot I'd whisper to a passing asteroid Hurtling toward what it may avoid Don't sit high upon on your mound Leave it all just as it was found Do you remember where you started To be alone is not broken-hearted

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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