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A little worm,

All drab and brown,

Is all I'll ever be.

But oh,

The dreams inside of me,

That no one else can see.

Though every day,

My life is spent,

Down in the mud below,

I long with all my heart and soul

Up to the clouds to go -

To rise above.

On wings of love.

Where all is beauty bright.

To flit and fly.

To sail the sky.

To climb to rainbow's height!

But here I dwell.

In Self's dark cell.

A weakling frail and small.

Dear God above,

The source of love,

Please hear me when I call.

With colors gay,

Begin today,

To make me something new.

Let me sing,

On gossamer wings,

To dreamers - not a few.

A song to show,

That all things low,

Can miracles believe;

If they will shed,

All fear and dread,