I have often to tell myself,
when in the thick
of perceived doom,
everywhere I look:
Math, War in Iraq, College Applications, Global Warming
and the like,
of the Ant;
If you were as small as that,
you would fear the tremble of a leaf,
the drop of water, the breath of wind;
You are not.
Don't.
Jan 4 2008
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