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Grain

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We know the minutest amount in regards to the whole of

Any soul,

Least what they show us.

As if

We gaze upon a grain of sand in the palm of our hand

while standing upon

A mighty ocean shore

and proclaim

We have seen it all,

held it all in our hand.

That grain of sand is but the tiniest piece of the whole.

So much to learn.

So very much to learn.

As You Are

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I will leave you as you are

If that’s what you like.

Or

I can return at sundown.

You can put your hand in mine

If that’s what you like.

And place your head on my shoulder.

The world goes on.

The noise continues outside

As warm smiles get colder.

But here there can be just you and I.

Heat from within

If that’s what you like.