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miniver Before I lived, there was a grain of sand
I may have been. I may have flown
across a desert, and settled among
what may have become my favorite dune,
for a short time. It could have passed,
that I fell in lazy love with a shiny
quartzian dust, or lingered on the outskirts
of a town, or sunk into that footprint
of the life that I became.
No great wind remembers me here.
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