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Nov 2023
He reminded me of my visit to Walden Pond and how I tore my heel because I didn't own hiking boots.
Since corrected.
I touched his desk in disbelief
My thoughts on the Civil Disobedience book and how I much prefer Walden
We stopped as the ducks sat on a log in the pond and waited until the Goose march ended with the geese taking flight
Thinking he is one of my muses and I am grateful
He lived long ago but never far away
Walking with Henry David
C@rainbowchaser2023
Written by
Maddy  F/East Coast
(F/East Coast)   
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