Floating On

A small fleck

In an ocean of small flecks

Not heavy enough

To break through the surface tension

There may be bigger small flecks

And there may be smaller ones

And who has time to investigate

A fleck as small as me?

 

This fleck is okay on top, looking underneath

And this fleck has imperfections

And stories

And feelings

And a couple fleck friends

And everything is always perfectly fine for this small fleck,

thank you very much.

 

Always growing and changing

And breaking and mending

And doing little fleck things

Until his time as a small fleck is over

And all the small fleck things are done.

 

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