MIND: Topical

I am wild, if you like, but I stayed in my burrow a long, long time, nibbling your straws and snapping at your fingers, but always just a little out of reach. Until at last I got to trust you so much that one day I ventured out for a minute, and you threw rocks at me. And I will never come out again.

// Edna St. Vincent Millay

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