A speck of dust


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Just another speck of dust
Just another drop in the ocean
I won’t be remembered I know; but
I fear more the fact that I won’t be known either
Will anyone care to understand
Will anyone care to look below my smilingly ugly facade
I fear dying without knowing me

Without knowing who I am or what I want…
Without finding the true path…

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2 comments

  1. I guess one is justified to have such a fear. But what is unjustified to work out a path to remove that fear. Most people find it easy to keep fearing rather than work hard towards removing it.

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