You point
No one looks
In different directions
Nobody cares
Every finger is connected
No one gives a thought
When I die
Few would know
A finger in the dark
Who would see
One so many
Too many to care
Unless perhaps
The moon aligns
A finger alit
Lends ten thousand beams
Cast a shadow
A flower in my head
Dancing eternally
Without a care
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