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Date Posted: 20:22:45 03/06/02 Wed
Author: March Hare
Subject: A Prose Poem

Earth is the middle child of a mildly dysfunctional family. A benign but controlling mother, a fraternal--not identical--twin. We are not the masters, we are not in charge, we are the eternal victim of circumstance, forever forgotten in the grande scheme of things, unable to communicate with anything else, observing only, changing nothing, the psychologist of the solar system, the universe, striving to understand, all input, no output, helpless, useless, forgotten forever.
Everywhere is nowhere sometimes, the Earth is part of infinity and is therefore nowhere--or, becuase it is in infinity it cannot exist for it is far too small to be real.

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