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The Final Insignificance
to know what is real
you must pass through a labyrinth
of doors
you will be lost
that is the first test
you must find
that key of losing
without having to feel
any emotion
be it gladness or
sadness
after passing that door
you are transformed
into another path
where other lost people
pass at you
and does not ask your
name
or what you are
you become a floor
and all their feet
step upon you
but you will not
know this
because this just happens
as a matter
of consequence
when all the strangers
pass
and there is no one left
you are granted a pair
of wings
that door in the clouds
is the next
no one sees it
except you
and you fly through
it
until you become
a little star
hanging yourself in
the corridors of
space
you have no choice
here
except to give light
you fulfill
what you are finally
one of those
that glitter
and yet no one
really minds
what you have become
for in truth
you are just one of the billions
and hence
insignificant
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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