His Own World

He stands alone on the edge of the world,
Looking out at the void of space.
Worlds go by with no signs of slowing,
They travel with the same old pace.

Worlds colliding, and spinning off,
in each others lifes for the shortest of times.
He turns to leave the world behind,
tired of small, momentary encounters.

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