One day, a boy is walking toward his home…
While he was walking, he saw
a waste, a byproduct of digestion.
He asked to himself full of curiosity,
“Is this really a waste?”
Then he touched it with his hands.
Then he told to himself, “Yes, this is
a real waste,. Good thing I didn’t have
stepped on it
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