the snail..

The snail carries the world on his shoulders.

The weight of his entire universe

Hangs firmly over his head,

And he holds on.

 

The snail leaves a trail wherever he goes.

He leaves his mark,

His silver lining.

Sometimes he goes back,

Or crosses with another snail

And perhaps for a while their trails intertwine.

But the snail must continue his journey alone.

The line is left behind,

Leaving a mark so everyone knows;

'The snail was here'.

― Jane

 

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Texture: Lenabem-Anna J

 

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