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  The Ancient One says

  Thoughts of a Little Girl
  
  (Maria Enriqueta)
  
  I think flowers can see
  and clouds play a game,
  that when the wind whispers,
  the leaves understand.
  They sway and they dance
  in the mad-cap breeze.
  
  Sometimes in the morning
  to the meadow I go,
  where the daisies are playing
  in the wind.
  
  First the wind whispers,
  then runs, jumps and tickles their feet.
  And the daisies, their heads sweetly nodding,
  laugh, sway and shiver in glee.

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