For a few minutes the roof of the bus remains visible among the stunted trees, a tiny white gleam in a wild green sea, growing smaller and smaller, and then it’s gone.

I just have a slight fear of being a tiny speck in the infinite cosmic void.

I am dumb, I don't easily get,
Where you went on 
Leaving me alone,
With alot of questions in me 
And a dilemma zone? 
You are so cool and fine,
I can't even breathe, wondering
Were you ever mine?

I don&#39;t need anyone to rectify my existence. The most profound relationship we will ever have is the one with ourselves.

Written By Shirley MacLaine

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