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What We Can't See

The little things

Life can bring

The songs it can sing

The wings

That we can’t see

All of the things

That we cannot see

So many things

That we cannot see

So many

Possibilities

A paradigm shift

Lives in every moment

Just to breathe

Is to believe

In what we can’t see

Just to be

Is to be open

To all of the little things

Life can bring

But if you want the meaningful things

Then you have to believe

In what you cannot see.


-C.H.

 
 
 

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