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Jan 2020
Sometimes when I look up at the stars
I feel so small
like an ant from an airplane's view
or a grain of rice on the sidewalk staring up at
the top of the empire state building

sometimes it's scary
sometimes it's comforting

I can't explain it
but sometimes relief is in the unknown
and when I look into the constellations
it feels good to not see myself
like i'm unimportant and unremarkable

in the best way possible
not my usual but surely my thoughts
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   Carlo C Gomez
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