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Poem Written by A Praying Mantis

By Adam Bloom


The time passes anyway

Doesn’t it?

No matter what you do

It will pass

And you will pass too

(and so)

I've decided

Any day

I get up

Is a good one

(and that)

The sunshine is

A million kisses

(and also)

Nothing is too small

To be joyful.

I’m often too hard on myself

I know this,

I want to let joy soften me.

I want to say

Im soft, im soft,

Please, come touch me.


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