"Loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty."
- Mother Teresa
~I Dropped a Pin One Day~
I dropped a pin one day.
The next day I picked it up.
It was a single drop of a single object.
Because of this I picked it up.
That was the day a soul fell apart.
The next day I helped pick it up.
It was a single person with a single soul.
Because of this I picked it up.
I dropped two pins one day.
The next day I picked them up.
It was two drops of two objects.
Because of this I picked them up.
That was the day two souls fell apart.
The next day I helped pick them up.
It was two people with two souls.
Because of this I picked them up.
This pattern went on and on.
The pins would fall.
I would pick them up.
Souls would fall apart.
I would pick them up.
Until the souls no longer fell and the pins no longer dropped.
The pins the souls they stopped dropping at the number 33.
I dropped a pin one day.
The next day I did not pick it up.
It was a single drop of a single object.
Because of this I did not pick it up.
That was the day I fell apart.
The next day no one picked me up.
Because of this no more pins would drop.
Because of this those around fell apart.
The next city over Lacie dropped a pin.
That same day she picked it up.
Maybe she wont fall one day?
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