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Shofi Ahmed Jun 2019
Move big start small the golden ratio
is always 1.618 something is never 2.
But gives the formula to design flawlessly on the go
from micro to macro level all the way to the true north!
When small and simple steps I take
I reach my destination
When focused acts I daily make
I reach my wealthy station

Today I’ll live a perfect day
I’ll create and give and build
With small specific forward steps
My heart and soul are filled

When every single hour I move
Further on my chosen way
Success builds incrementally
Perfect day to perfect day
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Bryce Jun 2019
There sit the pebbles on a stream
From ancient depths and time unseen
Stolen deep

From mountain peaks
And laid gently beneath my feet.
Bryce Jun 2019
When the flower blooms
She smiles her pleasent hues
Her juices ooze
Advancing petal and raising shoots

A blubous tower in her youth
She curtsies, twirls in my view.
Pauline Celerio Jun 2019
Small frame but big ambitions
Small steps but a steady direction
Small girl with a great mind,
Strong, independent, and kind.
The world is big and the road is tough,
You may be small,
But you are more than enough.
For a friend. You are more than enough.
Ditte Jakobsen Jun 2019
There are times,
when I feel so small.
I know it's stupid,
but I feel so small.
Mythical May 2019
Lavishing things aren't that great,
The small simple things matter,
It doesn't take much to make a person smile,
Small little surprises does the trick.
Bummer May 2019
I'm getting better, but it's in little steps. Steps that travel the petty distances between us.
And as long as my little steps keep bringing me closer to you, my love,
I know I will be okay.
things ****, but if i take it in little steps i think i can make it out alive.
Dharker May 2019
Espy
a secret
Buried in eagerness
          Acting different
          It read out loud
To an exact feeling
Uneasy to miss
          Nesting there
          Something small
Finally became big

Branching out
Untouchable height
          It seeks no limit

Or consequence
Of prepping for a glimpse
          Desired by
Ignorance

          Staining red
          Conflicted doom
          Upon old experience
          Fully aware of the oblivious
Old trick
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