That amass into your life,
Some encompass your entire world,
Some represent a minuscule slice,
But none are smaller than another,
None richer or more meaningful,
Just, maybe, noticed more by whoever you are,
Perhaps more jarring to your world,
Some happen outside of what others would see,
As what defines you,
And them, for some of your moments can, in fact, change,
Moments for others, too.
And who's to say,
Which is your last one?
Even at the end of your life,
No one knows if there's a termination.
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