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THOUGHTFUL

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On the great, silent moor, the sheep and the giraffe were strolling.* The heather was in bloom and so it came to be that they walked through a purple rolling landscape with little groups of green trees or a yellow sand spot every now and then.
“Sheep,” said the giraffe, “how is it that through the colours I see with my eyes, I get a warm and peaceful feeling inside?”
The sheep looked sheepishly at the giraffe. The giraffe thought that to be appropriate. Suddenly, the giraffe stood still and with some difficulty, she spread her front legs as far apart as possible and bowed her long neck to the ground to study a heather plant.
“How is it”, said the giraffe, “that it looks like a woolly, purple blanket when I look at it from above, but being real close now, I see a little plant with a lot of separate stems and so many separate little flowers?”
The sheep also stood still, looking more at the giraffe than at the heather that was so well known to her.
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