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Like A Snail
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General sɯǝod I did not think ever I will become a snail,
Will go alone! All alone; along a wet trail.
Spreading emotions slowly here and there-
Now fortunately I found myself nowhere!
Nobody threatens yet I do fear all the way,
I am creeping all over towards the clay!
I can’t make a noise! I don’t ’ve any choice!
I will neither be sorry nor gladly rejoice!
Converting all the way from a man to snail,
Small, creeping! Melting as a piece of hail.
