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  • The clouds sat heavy in the sky. I had been alone with them and the sand for awhile when he came up over the hill. He stood at the top and looked around through his lens. The old mountains were there to greet him.

    I don’t think he saw me down in my dusty bowl. Probably because just as he looked like an ant to me, I was one to him.
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