Littles

Littles

In beautiful flowering grasses
Across a clear lake
Deep in the dark earth
And in a newborn baby
Little things gathered together
Little things moving together in their own world
Little things in many places
But too small to be visible to us
Little things, that are always there.
In beautiful flowering grasses
Across a clear lake
Deep in the dark earth
And in a newborn baby
Little things gathered together
Little things moving together in their own world
Little things in many places
But too small to be visible to us
Little things, that are always there.
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