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A single white dot in the middle of blackness. A single white dot is all I can see. Will this small dot set me free? The harder I try to reach it, the more impossible it seems. If I could only move more quickly, maybe then it would get caught, that unattainable white dot. I will strive for this dot for all eternity, though the possibilities of reaching it are rare; because if I stop now, the guilt would be far beyond compare.
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megan-kirby
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Mar 2, 2011
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© 2003 Megan M Kirby

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