Little
I am a tiny thing in an expanding universe full large and small things
I have a name
I have an identity
Yet, I have no purpose.
However, I have a soul, a mind, even a body
I have autonomy, therefore I can do what I like
But, I have nothing
I am nothing
When I look around, I see hardships, destruction, poverty, and more
When I look within myself
I see curiosity, genuineness, compassion, determination, and courage
Perhaps I could make a change
I could help
I could learn
I could understand the universe and myself.
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