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Found Poetry 796
a rolling afternoon fetching water a leaf stopped in a jam of muddy sticks a finger reach is all it took for it to be released only after I stop to think did I help or hurt the way of things?
This poem was created from Grimms' Fairy Tales by the Brothers Grimm. Click here to get Grimms' Fairy Tales.
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