Adam Pfaff

(Round Rock, TX, USA)

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To a meadow full of flowers, everything means nothing,
Life gets so easy, just rolling down the hills. To a flower in the meadow, I know you just sit there,
And though you do not understand me,
You are much more friendly than the pills. To the sky above, you sit there so serene,
However, I ignore you, know not what you mean. And still the picture is not clear, the pieces I can see,
But the whole is not yet there. To the deer in drinking slow the brook,
At least you know not

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