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| Passing camels on my walk home |
Today as I left school, I decided to walk to the edge of the campus instead of taking the rickshaw that waits near the front steps of the English Department. It was good to be free of the Professor who reads Milton aloud, interpreting, or rather explaining, Paradise Lost line by line. The sun looked so beautiful amongst the leafless branches, strangely wintery. I ended up walking all the way home. It took a while, but a walk always lets me laugh at my thoughts, see the sky, and sometimes even meet the occasional camel.
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