by Laura Platt

Created on: May 04, 2008

Few tears will be shed
While remembering the one
Who walked among us
But was never really there

Intangible traces
Of mere existence remain
Stirring a memory
Yet they awaken nothing

Little more than shadow;
Visible, untouchable
Making no impression
Upon the world's reality

Infinite depths lie waiting
Ready to share the secrets
Of an incomprehensible universe;
No one reaches beyond the shallows

How pitiful that such a one
Was too selfish to see
The world deserved more than
Her mere existence

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