at
a glance you might make a judgment
the
warm wind builds
you
can hear it in the trees
at
a glance you might miss a whole lot
at
least you took a look
won’t
complain although
it’s
starting to rain
at
a glance another book
with
a title on the cover
at
a glance no one might
ever
get in the stream
at
a glance everything
goes
along non stop
where
is it all going
what
kind of crazy are we a part of
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