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I keep my distance from salt. I eat lots of veggies. I can make my eyes look in different directions. I leave a trail wherever I go. I am tenacious. I am flexible. I am soft and mushy, I need to be vulnerable to move. I also can't completely let go of my logic. I'm often overlooked. My eyes extend past myself and my (in)sight can often harm me. I'm weird, but strong. I sleep best when my body melds with that of another. My natural world is one of wonder. This shell hardened as I was forced to grow up. When I touch you I taste you, I mark you, I trust you you. I carry everything I am with me on display. If you look at me just right, I have a pearly sheen and always seem to smile.
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May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 2:00 PM UTC
Why I am a snail
I keep my distance from salt. I eat lots of veggies. I can make my eyes look in different directions. I leave a trail wherever I go. I am tenacious. I am flexible. I am soft and mushy, I need to be vulnerable to move. I also can't completely let go of my logic. I'm often overlooked. My eyes extend past myself and my (in)sight can often harm me. I'm weird, but strong. I sleep best when my body melds with that of another. My natural world is one of wonder. This shell hardened as I was forced to grow up. When I touch you I taste you, I mark you, I trust you you. I carry everything I am with me on display. If you look at me just right, I have a pearly sheen and always seem to smile.
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May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 2:00 PM UTC
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