I know.
From a window you can see me walking.
Head down,
Hands deep in my coat pockets.
Take ten steps back,
And I become a speck of dust...
...The reality of it all:
There is so much passion in me,
Spanning stars and galaxies.
A passion so absolute my frail little body cannot contain it.
...Take ten steps back and you'll see.
You will know.
--Gil Hizon, Excerpt from "Dust"
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