Find yourself

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maggie and milly and molly and may
by e.e. cummings


maggie and milly and molly and may
went down to the beach (to play one day)

and maggie discovered a shell that sang
so sweetly she couldn’t remember her troubles, 
and milly befriended a stranded star

whose rays five languid fingers were;

and molly was chased by a horrible thing
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles,
and may came home with a smooth round stone

as small as a world and as large as alone.
For whatever we lose (like a you or a me)
it’s always ourselves we find in the sea