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The Smallest Things
Once in time ,a cargo plane was flying above in the azure blue. You see the plane was carrying seeds for planting, or every size ,sort and hue. When at once,the winds grew rough, and the sky turned an angry gray. The little plane was tossed and turned, like a top at sea this day. When out of the plane did fall, not a box or barrel or crate, but one single pea. it fell to earth way down below, faster and faster it sped, acquiring tremendous velocity. The pea struck the center of the pond, with a loud kerplunk., sending ripples in every direction. Small at first , then growing in size, the result of a liquid convection. Eddies from the plunge , disturbed a cattail, growing at the shore. The plant whipped back and forth , striking a bumblebee. In a buzzing moment of panic, it made a beeline for the hive, and uncertain safety. The bee in its fright , did strike a deer ,in the rear just there for a drink, .Of all the indignity, the deer expressed with a snort, as it jumped with fire from behind, its brain didn't think. The deer ran as if chased , by a tormentor, of which it wished to be free. It was right then and there, the road it did cross, in such a rush ,the car it failed to see. Screech of the tire , swerve of the car, terrified voice within, stopped mere inches from hitting a tree. The smallest thing said in hurt,can cause great harm.
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