Known, and not known, by all
Stretching wide to catch
Struggling grow tall
Wholly open yet firmly shut
Never, but wholly, suppressed
Giving all to save what is loved
Never loving again
Too short to be seen
'less looked for from above
Not being lost, is never found
In having some, having none
Is it truly greater still?
What do they know of me
Or I of them

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