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Unseen Buds.


UNSEEN buds, infinite, hidden well, Under the snow and ice, under the darkness, in every square or  
 cubic inch,
Germinal, exquisite, in delicate lace, microscopic, unborn, Like babes in wombs, latent, folded, compact, sleeping; Billions of billions, and trillions of trillions of them waiting, (On earth and in the sea—the universe—the stars there in the  
Urging slowly, surely forward, forming endless, And waiting ever more, forever more behind.
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