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Since time began, I have been a speck upon the map of man.
I have been and shall be yet a small part of the plan.

In spite of all the plan to make something that would perfect be,
whatever was created always contained some of me.

A germ, a micro-organism, a seed deep planted yet to show.
The surface seen by others contains yearnings yet to know.

I hide, I dwell within all man; an influence they may not feel.
But, when I creep to surface, they will know Iím real.

The good fight has been fought; lost for all time to come,
if only I can still reside
in some.

By The_Pip2

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