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i can't be a grain of sand
waiting for a wave to sweep me,
or a piano key
hoping for a finger to press me.

i want my
slightness and silence
to be seen and heard,
even when i'm one of so many,
even when i'm not a sweet chord
that plays and echos off the walls.

i want to be embraced
like a wave and a finger
without having to be
washed away or played.

to know that existing
is enough to be
one of so many,
and a sweet chord that
echos off the wall,

even when no one is listening.

i want to be everything at once
and nothing at all.

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