I have been seeing it
I do not know
If its multiple eyes can see me
I have been seeing it far and near
Will it move this time?
I am yet to know.
Roundish and eyes everywhere
It is more stable than moving
Don't need any fortune teller
Than move to it
It is the mother crab
Doesn't move to the burrow of
The children crab.
It is difficult, big men mountain
Hardly move
And we feathers always float
In the air.
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