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I shall scour the universe.
By David Milligan-Croft.
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Where did you go? One minute
you were here, the next, you were gone.
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There is a hole in the galaxy, the exact size
and shape that you used to occupy.
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It is now empty.
Devoid of your presence.
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Surely, you are somewhere,
You can’t just disappear.
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There is a finite amount of energy
In the universe, of which you are an intrinsic part.
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Perhaps you are in the soil, as nutrients
for worms and bugs and fungi.
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Or delicate forget-me-nots
luring honey bees to do their bidding.
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Maybe you are pollen
carried upon the summer breeze.
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You could be anywhere by now.
But I’ll keep searching,
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in the trees and in the streams,
in the flowers and on the wind.
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I’ll shall scour the universe for you,
even down to the cracks of my hands.
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David Milligan-Croft
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