Speck

Perspectives on Life, the Universe and Everything

King in my own right
World moves around me
I, I, me, me
Nothing else I see
No one else I want to be
My planes, my ships
My palaces, my trips
I, I, me, me
Nothing else I see
One night in my dream
A gale pulled me
Took me to the sky
Showed me the light
And how tiny, insignificant
My kingdom appears to be
Ships were specks
In vastness of the sea
Myself just nothing
Nothing at all to be
Then I was left alone
Falling from the sky
Pondering on the way too steep
I, I, me, me
Nothing is what I am
Nothing is what I be

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