Defeated by a speck

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There is something in my eye.
Oh what a weak human being
To struggle with the nuisance
Of an eyelash or a speck.
It has kept me up all night.
I have poked and fingered the cornea,
But I cannot find the culprit
Of my discomfort.
Sleep is futile.
The great evolved race,
Brought to its knees by a
Piece of grit
Smaller than a seed.
I cannot conceive of anything
Other than what life used
To be like,
Before this blasted thing began
To scratch.
And every weakness I have
Has become exposed.
And my ultimate foes
Need not fear me now.
For I have been defeated,
By an eyelash or a

speck
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