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Wish the world was different. Have worries AND hope and know only returning to this place of refreshment will I find my way, will I do my best to contribute to the rainwater that runs in drops across the biggest rocks and drips, giving succor to the chickweed beside. And which I may eat of or befriend in myself. And which sometimes is glad for the rock.