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A Small Thought

You want to do that But I want to do this You want to become somebody But I want to pull my hair Drag myself and change myself You don’t panic But I deserve to do something special I want to change all the things The tree into a mountain And the water into milk The sugar into salt And the teeth into all different alphabets And whenever I chew something The teeth will produce a poem

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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Book: Shattered Sighs