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May 2012
I kept an ear to the ground.
Pressed my cheek to the cool earth
Listening to the roots as they whispered secrets
Described to them from
What the sky saw
But I cannot understand
Nature’s words have no meaning
To silly little girls who
Just want to know everything
But never really care to understand
(I would but that would take effort.)
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   Ishita Bhatia
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