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There are small galaxies in salt grains And sandbags in superclusters. An arm extends from the minor and one punches from the major. In a light state of being both little and big, one hand tells me I'm major Another tells others they're minor. Both hands nontheless hit hard. One much like a thron bush The other like a lotus flower. Neither major, both minor.
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Sep 8, 2014
Sep 8, 2014 at 2:39 PM UTC
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There are small galaxies in salt grains And sandbags in superclusters. An arm extends from the minor and one punches from the major. In a light state of being both little and big, one hand tells me I'm major Another tells others they're minor. Both hands nontheless hit hard. One much like a thron bush The other like a lotus flower. Neither major, both minor.
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Sep 8, 2014
Sep 8, 2014 at 2:39 PM UTC
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