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GROWTH by JOHN RICHARD MORELAND

First Line: IT WAS SUCH A LITTLE, LITTLE SIN
Last Line: IS A HUNGRY GIANT NOW.
Subject(s): SIN;
It was such a little, little sin
And such a great big day,
That I thought the hours would swallow it,
Or the wind blow it away.

But the moments passed so swiftly,
And the wind died out somehow,
And the sin that was once a weakling
Is a hungry giant now.



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