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We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
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myself is a sculptor of your body's idiom: the musician of your wrists; the poet who is afraid only to mistranslate a rhythm in your hair, (your fingertips the way you move)
- eec
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"The results were unexpected. Over the course of the following months, throughout numerous missions, the Tweenbots were successful in rolling from their start point to their far-away destination assisted only by strangers. Every time the robot got caught under a park bench, ground futilely against a curb, or became trapped in a pothole, some ( Read more... )
