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…b. She picked her unsightly booger-y nose. She co-existed with the sequined lot, but she was always on the periphery. She was an innocent baby elephant waiting to grow into herself.

When my Job Turned into a Circus Act
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Maria Rattray
Maria Rattray

Written by Maria Rattray

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Writer, author, teacher, fun-loving poet. Trying valiantly to make the world a better place. Helping you to guide the future. Find me at: https://ponmyword.com

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