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I took a walk today. I sat on the grass and relaxed. I found myself sad and annoyed at people for not taking care of their planet by dumping their trash wherever they felt like it. I listened to the birds calling to one another, the squirrels chittering. A butterfly landed on my foot. I'm not kidding. Somehow, this display of complete beauty spawned no new micropoems, but I'm not discouraged. Ideas float in and out, but I will get them out of me. I joined this site and started posting my little words there. I'm not looking for approval, just to share, to find a sense of community. I am an odd girl. People assume things about me, but they'd be wrong most of the time. Anyway, that's it for now.