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K.C. Millett
November 5th, 1927

He Knows
Written:

Whenever I feel I'm usual,
Too common to be unique,
I'll simply ascend my hilltop
And wait for God to speak.

He'll bring a breeze to fold my hands,
And gently bow my head,
And have each different flower
Find me unique instead.

 

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