i found this poem by william blake and it spoke to me, hope you like it. The Clod and the Pebble love seeketh not itself to please, nor for itself hath any care; but for another gives its ease, and builds a heaven in hell's despare. so sang a little clod of clay trodden with cattle's feet; but a... Sign in to see full entry.
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