Little critters crawl under the cracks
They reach for what is not there
They reach and they reach
And yet nothing is found
Little creatures lurk in the foreground
Never moving, always remaining
Little creatures stand in wait
Little critters don’t
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SpiceNoodles (
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Comments1
we are all 'little critters' in the great scheme of things I guess,
oh but what a walking - talking miracle of existence we all are...
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