It Occurred to Me
I was one small point,
In eternity.
It occurred to me,
So fast.
I felt aimless,
And useless,
In the vastness,
Of the stellar dust.
I only measured myself,
Against the largeness of life,
And felt offended,
And no one defended.
I then explored me.
I could now see.
That the stellar dust,
Was just as vast inside of me.
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