one early morning i was walking up and down a dirt hill outside the gate across from my house. i did this over and over for 1/3 of an hour. at the top of this hill was a piece of glass and at the bottom was a puddle. when i would walk up i would stop at the top for a second and pick up the piece of glass. sometimes i would think about how this
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