The Great Nobody

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A grain of sand upon many.
A voice yet to be heard.
From one of great cause.
To help spread the word.

A rose upon dozens.
A head held up high.
A bird with a broken wing,
Still in the sky.

Can no one hear?
Can no one see?
The beauty of it all,
I'm the great nobody.

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