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Apr 2018
Cats envy my thumbs.
The tree grows upwards out
Reaching to hug the sky.
Gravity keeps me humble
And my mind makes me free.
Each day is a gift. Every night
A blessing.  Time is a man made
Conception.
Every parent is a creator.
Every child precious.
Nature is ingenious.
I am a speck
Of dust. And dust a speck of me.
There is something more
To this world .
Something hidden  
I haven't found it yet.
But I am
Searching.
wordvango
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