worldly
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I hear a voice hovering over all the earth.
You can hear it as it swims the oceans.
It's strong and climbs the mountains,
Exhibits a still, small voice in the plains,
we got to thinking,
well,
what if people
weren’t people?
he was:
that small record store,
the one you’d see on the corner
filled with music and books and beauty
