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Grandmother's Discourse
"And we're off like a herd of turtles." Slow and steady; in love with the water. Wise and new, simultaneously. Clammy feet: a family trademark. Slow and steady, in love with the water, we still trudge like them, all of us with clammy feet. A family trademark, and a sign of an endless philosophical journey. We still trudge like them. All of us with a tendancy to linger in one sacred place in spite of an endless philosophical journey. Saved from predators by a shield of bone and tendon. We have a tendancy to linger in one sacred place though we dream of oceans far from our muddy marsh. Saved from predators by a shield of bone and tendon, we're off like a herd of turtles.
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