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So small

	So small
	On a porch in Montreal
	The setting sun
	While Missy catches flies
	For fun
	It's not what I've had
	To drink
	That makes whatever I feel
	Sink
	It's not all that bad
	If you assume
	That what you say is your own doom
	With much delight
	Then flowers bloom in light just right
	Tonight
	It's not what they've had
	To sip
	That makes their petals
	All sag and dip
	Grass withers
	Flowers fall
	So small, so small
	Can you hear the crow call
	So small, so small