Flower in the crannied wall,I pluck you out of the crannies,I hold you here, root and all, in my hand,Little flower--but if I could understandWhat you are, root and all, all in all,I should know what God and man is.
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Flower in the crannied wall,I pluck you out of the crannies,I hold you here, root and all, in my hand,Little flower--but if I could understandWhat you are, root and all, all in all,I should know what God and man is.
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