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She started a blaze from one tiny spark |
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I didn't even detect |
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She loved the light, was dismayed by the dark |
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The stars, though, she seemed to respect |
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The faint light that flutters at night to the Earth |
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Would land in her eyes and collect |
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Luminous creatures she'd find in the surf |
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I never thought to inspect |
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Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind |
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Seem to get lost and harder to find |
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When I am alone, I am inclined |
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If I find a pebble in the sand |
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To think that it fell from my hand |
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She gave me ideas, planted the seed |
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But she never stopped to reflect |
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The course that she's on, wherever it leads |
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I never would redirect |
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Pebbles and marbles, like words from a friend |
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Make us hold tight but are lost in the end |
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When we're alone, we all seem to tend |
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If we find a marble in the dust |
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To wish someone left it for us |
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Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind |
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Seem to get lost and harder to find |
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When I am alone, I am inclined |
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If I find a pebble in the sand |
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To wish that it fell from my hand |
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Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind |
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Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind |
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Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind |
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Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind |
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Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind |
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Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind |
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Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind |
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Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind |
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Like things on my mind |
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Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind |