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All Things Great and Small

as a boy I thought much of paddling across an ocean just as then i would explore barefoot shallow streams as if they were mighty rivers carrying home proudly a jarful of unnamed water-bugs looking back on my travelling life how it has traversed both oceans and seas i deem it significant that those fascinating objects I carried home from foreign fields we’re not more important, nor more exceptional then a jar of muddy creek water held up to sparkle in the sunlight

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