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Today when I was on a run, I looked down. I looked down and saw dozens of little bugs.
Each scurrying under my feet trying desperately to get out of my way.
Can bugs scream?
If they can, I didn't hear them.
Today when I was on a run, I looked down and saw dozens of little bugs and wondered how many I'd stepped on in my life without noticing.
Today when I was on a run, I looked down and saw dozens of little bugs and wondered-
Is that what you forgot to do with me?
Did you forget to look down?
Will Rogers III
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