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I am looking through glass Seeing soothing dew grass The water just runs off Drowning miniscule ants This device is magnificent A magnifying lens I hold in my hands And wonder if they know I'm there Watching them We're stronger and larger We're still weather's bitch Maybe that dew drop will come Drown us out of our all-knowing brains If we live the same life as bugs But on a larger plane And I wonder whether weather Is just dew in disguise And a magnifying lens above us Watching us live our lives From Letras Mania