Feeling so small.
Small enough to fit in a tiny test tube.
Small enough to fly with the dust which was swirled way up in the sky.
Small enough like a lonely soul dangling in the wind
When you feel lonely, you shrink.
As I was waiting for R train.
I saw those mice seem to lead a more meaningful life than I do.
They are not lonely.
Biggest city, smallest being
Alive but not existing
Feel but no sensation
Days like this
Nights like this
Life like this
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