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It all began a long, long time ago, in the deep blue sea where I was born, surrounded by coral and fish of every imaginable color.

I was born small and that’s the way I stayed, small: just a little snail.

Compared to my sisters, I was just a little speck. That’s why,

whenever we were washed up onto the beach,

I was always thrown back into the sea.