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I THINK OVER AGAIN MY SMALL ADVENTURES by ANONYMOUS

Last Line: AND THE LIGHT THAT FILLS THE WORLD
Subject(s): ESKIMOS;NATIVE AMERICANS; INUIT;INDIANS OF AMERICA;AMERICAN INDIANS;INDIANS OF SOUTH AMERICA;

I think over again my small adventures,
My fears,
Those small ones that seemed so big,
For all the vital things
I had to get and to reach;
And yet there is only one great thing,
The only thing,
To live to see the great day that dawns
And the light that fills the world.





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