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i read a fairy tale as a wee one.

in it, there was a large rock in the road. everyone walked around the rock, cursing it for interrupting the traffic flow. but no one ever actually did anything about it. finally a young boy comes along, sees the rock is in the way, and moves it off to the side. once he’s moved it, he discovers there was a pot of gold underneath it, which he takes to help his family.

ever since, i’ve been removing rocks from the road, trying to help others flow. i’ve never found gold payment for my efforts. but i have learned moving the rock, and helping others anonymously, is reward enough.

collage & foto by smith

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