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Feb 2010
“a puddle!” I thought while
Walking
next to the water.
Only
when I focused
With
my eyes did I think to
Myself
“oh wait, that’s a pond”

every day following,
I
walked by this pond and
Realized
one day that  
The Reason
i am always late
For
class (and for
Life
in general)
Is
stopping to see the
Beauty
everyone else passes by.
Written by
Molly Morgan
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