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Nov 2019
I flip over the wood chip,
only to realize that there is a little ant
dangling on the belly of that wood.

I wish I could say that I led the ant live,
that it prospered and brought heaps of
food and sugar to its kingdom
.
.
.
.
But instead I killed it
Not L.L.
sunday
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