And the World Keeps Spinning

She is barely there



At the periphery

A hallucination

A memory

Of what once was

And will never be again

But was she ever really there?

Will anyone notice she’s gone?

For she has been replaced


From the very core

From roots to branches

A new path appears

No footprints left behind

There is no going back

Nothing will ever be the same

Today is different

But no one sees it

They are oblivious



Beneath her feet

The very Earth has shifted

The butterfly flaps her wings

But no one notices the ripples

How can something so huge be so small?

How can something so different be not different at all?

How can the world tilt but keep on spinning?


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