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[aid] => mick
[title] => Difficult Tasks
[time] => 2007-12-03 02:11:08
[hometext] => The only uncertainty in describing myself as an odd duck is the word duck.
[bodytext] => Difficult Tasks
A person who sees what others cannot see,
who hears what others cannot hear,
who feels what others cannot feel,
who thinks what others have not thought;
this person is an island belonging to no nation;
a patch of earth surrounded by an endless lapping sea,
and convincing ocean waves to become dry land is such a daunting task.
If choice were our reality,
difficult tasks would never be accomplished.
rko
november twenty-eight, two thousand, seven
four: forty-four a.m.
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