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The Little Things

*pic courtesy from pinterest  The little things the little smile the little flower in the corner aisle the little butterfly catches my eye along with  the hovering bee like sketches drawn in the sky look at the little ant fleet just close to my feet the little spider takes a warm seat the little girl who hops on the broken tile while her mother looks right across  the street from a mile I wave at her she waves back the little gestures the little fingers the little spider continues to linger the little heartbeats as humming treats while I pick up the little crumbs from my bread last night
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It’s not you it’s me..
Fool to pursue a blob.
When there was a whole..
Hidden galaxy beneath the sea.
It’s not you it’s them..
Who stare constantly to blame.
A desirous epilogue they claim..
For all they could do was to tame.
It’s not you who I thought will stay..
For a little bit more.
As the sun went down misting the day..
When all I could say.
Was don’t you get bothered by this way..
It isn’t you but the trees.
That couldn’t pretend to sway.
As I failed to persuade..
Not anymore.
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