What if every time instead of moving with urgency...
...you moved like a sloth, low and steady and content to live among the trees?
What if every time instead of moving with urgency you moved like a sloth, slow and steady and content to live among the trees, liberated from the cavernous depths of the little screen below, bearing witness to the infinite sky above?
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