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Fears

Though it may seem like I arrived with the rain, I will jump out in the sun! I am not a plague in a puddle. I am a polliwog.

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Puddles and Polliwogs

I change in a puddle, I grow.         On this longest day, I am aware of the sun and the shade     and I am aware of my puddle evaporating.   I am so grateful for … Continue reading

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