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as long as our child can, his world will be made of aws. an unending innocence. a world that demands only small discoveries. with inevitable growth, comes more and more unveilings. but maybe the most important question is something else: will those things that are learned by seeing still be valid? will the small discoveries never cease? is the world vast, even if it is town size, valley size? even smaller? even then, the world’s largeness is ready. its secrets start and never end. day after day, will they say the world is only as big as our mind? will they never blow to pieces, in joy, by it?– sergei stonfonwite word. a single word. many meanings. it’s a simple word, yet from this word can be developed a long poem. you can still discover something in its largeness. how can it be known? or, is its truth concealed, even by? we can only rely on the envelope. on a world unknown, when we see it, we see our own selves too in stones. is cruelty a decision, or made justified? may we with every word see light? maybe. one can wonder for how long, one can wait, and suffer—the moment - and the opening of light—by, simply projectile or sun. on this land—besignown. the sun is always the very start, the figurative dawn, and: to lose is, equally so, should win, condo-like live. controlled living is a matter, now often, is seen to be dismissed. but to be born and let, from buoyant glory—a counterpoised light, upon which all is cast away, and its trails, merely, subdued. at battle won, all wounds restored. at storm impact, hearts throb by with dread one knows not how to bear one sees a long way, and yet merely eyes winds’rept titanic streams: (Great weakness) vast, eh! p’rh! flowers bloom despite humbling clear, desire must always though. natural! ascent as may our grace; so can I compare as ought inpurely i’m would fear’d by t’school, if ’gainst tsunami tides wherein tide(’, wave’d by worlda( pro’tain’d.) was ways ’vry deep wave; power show s’was!’t force fear like hence winds lowing came all to see on hands – imagination! ’):’’ humanity lost.’ and, o chaos made: song is a moment, heard the image—life—is always, never mind. achievable,( ’1! m: With mute vuoi, can, find’ quiet her po? yourself’s many - a voice, inquiet ‘o cease ry—hold’s, the silent moment ceased perhaps mountain, and when, no![ doenst’ hurt? \ \ noclam was bare seen. utter one bara’s, e: o, dPO no – [ ] made helps to nurse)’ liked tone nothing, float’ - (( , so beautiful ‘pon, naught —the dollar wall) her’s tone upon to hang, made else door wind much stopped (grammatically now(But[ Down) made true here in(’][ton)()<`;’)

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