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When I was small

When I was small,
and quiet, and listened
with all my might,
I dreamed that I were tall
and everyone could see me.
When I was tall,
and everyone could see me,
I fell so very far
and dreamed that I were wiser.
Now that I am wiser
I know that wisdom is
to be small, 
and quiet, and to listen
with all my might.

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BLOSSOM

CJ a small but very significant and poignant piece.  Nicely written :)

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