I am
A small fish in a big pond
A chipped brick on a full wall
An ink stain on a crisp white
A black hole to a world of light
A caravan of thoughts that rolls breakfree
But collides at bends with reality
The fight for a flight of a paper plane
The dreams behind the dust on the window pane
The coin that can't decide between roots and wings
The giggle that stayed back on that childhood swing
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