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Tiny Story, Big Epiphany


I cannot do this again, she frowned.

I cannot go down this road again because it is the way I have always gone and it never goes well.

My feet drag me like a horse drags the cart.

But carts have no dreams and my feet must do what I tell them.

She tilted her head to the side, surprised that she had just now discovered this obvious solution.

Then she smiled.


And just like that she was off in a different direction.




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