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Poem
Poem
Poem
I may not be able the tallest Or strong the wind I would try so hard
Of all the voices in the world I would open the blocking door
Mine maybe the smallest Then over the land and sea broadcast
But I can almost touch the stars I’d scatter the smiles to play
If I stand on my toes That the children’s faces might hold them fast
And soon my words might change the world For many and many days
If I may…
So colourful
If I may…