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I am a grain of sand in the desert

2010-10-26

i am a grain of sand in the desert.

the elements may move me harsh about,

all will be well: i will not disconcert,

although i am a result of great drought.

i will be buried, baked and pushed around,

a transient speck in the universe.

no evil to me will long much amound

here, i will see every idea's obverse