Mistery
Somehow I managed myself to feel alone....
in this empty place...
like the smallest piece of sand you could ever create.
In this universe of beauty and fate
I knew I was never going to fit in any place.
And I felt even tinier than I felt before
and world felt even bigger than I thought.
And somewhere in this random house
all the mystery in the world managed itself to hide
from the awful taste of the human race.
Mystery was all that got me on this planet....
the random smell of flowers...
the random fall of snow...
and the random sound of rain....
those little sparkles that made me feel
that tiny things are beautiful in their way
that they are meaningful every day.
That feeling started to fill me....
in its emptiness...
in its knowledge...
and of course....in the mystery involved.
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