"Here is a disappointed lepidoperist's ditty:
It's a long climb
Up the rock face
At the wrong time
To the right place."
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Two days ago, there was a brush fire that burned up the hills around my neighborhood. I could see the flames from my parents' bedroom window and the smoke turning the sunlight orange. As I was putting some clothes in a suitcase in case we had to evacuate, I imagined what it would feel like to lose the house and everything in it. I guess a lot of other people don't have to imagine.
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