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I called to inquire about a farmers this morning. On the other end, a little miss answered the phone. I had actually called the wrong number. But through her delightful voice, she relayed to me the information. I was informed that the farmer I wanted lived next door and she gave me the number of his home...
After the call ended, I smiled. I smiled because of the innocent. Of the confidence... I marvelled....
To be so young, to be so innocent... To be seeing the world through those eyes....
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