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i rushed out
i rushed out
to count
each blade
of grass,
to count
each bloom,
to hear
each song
coming from
the counted
trees
in my
vicinity,
to watch
each cloud,
each sparkle
of sunshine,
not trying
to count
these
uncountable
smiles.
to count
each blade
of grass,
to count
each bloom,
to hear
each song
coming from
the counted
trees
in my
vicinity,
to watch
each cloud,
each sparkle
of sunshine,
not trying
to count
these
uncountable
smiles.
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