It takes one inch,
Taken to creep towards a foot.
Then two feet becomes three to leap...
Before one can say,
They are moving away...
From where they were.
And it may be miles,
Before a destiny is reached.
Closer to get within an inch.
To then wish to be pinched in disbelief.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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