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Hiding in the tall grass
far away from the world
I gaze at the sky above
and listen to the noises
that come from all around

As the wind pushes
the blades of grass
it whispers in my ear
be still, it says, and quiet too
for the others are too near

I try so hard to make myself
as small as small can be
oh, the ladybug would tower over
the tiny thing that I have become
and keep me safe beneath her

But even then it’s not enough
they discover my hiding place
with giggling glee they pounce
and tickle me until
the tears roll down my face

This time it’s my turn, I am it
and laughing we start again
the best of times are spent
with the best of friends
playing the simplest of games

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