"I am but sand in the desert.
Dust in the wind.
I feed the ground and become
The flower of my Death.
For I am the spawn of Earth
And the world is created by me."
Poem breifly explaining the Parodox of humanity. Stating the insignificants of humanity, but emphasising the importance and power of the Individual. -poem and explaination by me-10/20/10
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