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• 15-Aug-2024

  
  Wherein an ancient poem prompts me to reflect on failure and learning While there’s a lot of things I’ve had and lost over the years. Some artifacts I’ve kept but never really looked at. Here’s a poem (with corrected spelling): While raccoons run up trees Spider webs are being made While pigs roll in mud Otters swim in the sea That’s from a very yellowed piece of...