Impossible Life
By Lord R.e. Taylor
Someone somewhere has found meaning
Counting grains of white sand
Covering a beach in a tropical land
It is something that doesn't make sense
A job that could never be completed
But he spends his life doing the same thing
Day after day, year after year
To him it makes perfect sense
He made the impossible his life
And he has a unique pride in his efforts
Something so many others lack
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