Fit

There were birds,
And the birds landed on the trees,
And the trees grew out of the ground,
And the ground held the water,
And the sun rose over the water,
And the water surrounded the land,
And the land supported the plants,
And the animals ate the plants,
And the birds landed on the trees,
And the trees grew out of the ground,
And somewhere amongst it all
I saw a space into which I could fit.

But I couldn’t fit this life in there too.






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