The Little Mute Boy

 The litle boy was looking for his voice.

(The King of the crickets had it.
)
In a drop of water
the little boy was looking for his voice.


I do not want it for speaking with;
I will make a ring of it
so that he may wear my silence
on his little finger.


In a drop of water
the little boy was looking for his voice.


(The captive voice, far away.

Put on a cricket' clothes.
)

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