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The Quest

by Anna Ruiz


When is nothing something
and no one someone?

When do you sleep when
you’ve been sleeping all along?

Once
someone tapped you
on the shoulder and you
turned around,

no one was there.

And so you wandered into the desert
of your own self-reflection,

like a diamond in the dust.


Copyright © 2010 by Anna Ruiz

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