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Thumbelina

Friday, February 17, 2006

Thumbelina

In the shadows behind closed doors
Thumbelina,for what do you weep?
For it is not that you are too small
But the world around you that is too big

In the night behind the silhouette
Thumbelina,for whom do you bleed?
For the Prince of the Faerys by the window ledge
Who planted in you that dreadful seed?

In the cold under the walnut shell
Thumbelina,where is this pain you feel?
Alone upon the flower petal and you shall
Learn the art of time,silent and surreal

In the morning under the sun
Thumbelina,what is the difference that you are small?
When everything unfolds and comes undone
With a heart full of love,you are more than nine feet tall.

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