Standing there wanting to speak
Wanting to stay and yearning to swim
Into the pool of an unknown world
Disguised in a shape of a small girl
Confusion reigns with the sun's blaze
No hours in the day constructed when
There was nothing to do
But work from morning 'til the next morning's dew
To seek and retrieve, to laugh and to shield
Everything lives in one long second
While cobwebs obscure the sign
To profound happiness
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