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The Seeing Nose

One night, I was wishing things all over. Then, I thought there were too many stars in the sky and not enough light down under, in the earth. That’s when I wished a star down for that mole to carry on his nose.

He took it down under. He walked around with it under there and tried it out.

Now he comes up sometimes to let his star talk to the other stars in the sky. It’s dark down there, but his nose sees where he’s going.

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