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In this creation of god I feel so small The stone mass so mighty and standing so tall We never look down to see what's at our feet What's on top, is the picture our eyes meet We run through the day and sometimes hop But don't realise it wouldn't hurt to stop Some things are best left the way they were naturally knit For when it comes to beauty , we are too busy trying to create it.
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Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 4:33 AM UTC
It's a small world after all
In this creation of god I feel so small The stone mass so mighty and standing so tall We never look down to see what's at our feet What's on top, is the picture our eyes meet We run through the day and sometimes hop But don't realise it wouldn't hurt to stop Some things are best left the way they were naturally knit For when it comes to beauty , we are too busy trying to create it.
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Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 4:33 AM UTC
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