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Vanished Egos

The clouds pass silently above On their way to infinity; Sojourners drifting in the sky; Compliantly acquiescent to whims of dominating winds. Our paths to perpetuity are like those hovering above: Short time stays in this dimension crammed with egregious egotism; Marvel at insignificance as though it were significant. Our egos pass, notwithstanding, into amnesic nothingness.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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