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I Am

I am a worker termite, soft and delicate But given time I can build a hill that would surprise you I am a grain of wheat left on the threshing floor Yet when put in the soil I can produce probably enough for your breakfast I am an albatross, just a bird Yet so full of wisdom and love I am the day star, not as big as my colleague night stars Yet I am able to produce more than the planet's need energy and light requirement I am a radio wave, invisible to sight Yet without me communication is maybe impossible I am the tongue, among the body's small organs Yet my power can impart life or take it away.

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