There is a torn piece of paper on the ground
You can hardly make out the writing on it.
Meaningful once to someone
Now means nothing to anyone.
Blowing with the wind
Going everywhere
Yet nowhere
All at once.
There is no gratitude for this
No feeling of what it represented
At all.
One day it will become nothing
Leaving words unstated
In a meaningless torn piece of paper
Hundreds of people walked by
Yet nobody ever noticed.
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