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Sticks

Sticks

Fancy things and cobble stone sticks ! Did you think I was gonna say bricks ?
Down ...the latter we climb , don't fall ! When the world seems really small , and this tiny one seems mighty tall !  
That secret way to  the purple meadow , with the stone roses , where wild things roar , away from the bricks , those hidden floors .

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