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Freston
49

A little thing? Ah, true indeed!
A trifle dropped by Fate!
But life's small things are its sweet things,
And their power is often great.

They are stars to light the firmament
Of Hope, when night is near,
They are flowers to brighten pathways
That would otherwise be drear.