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As a child, I only knew of an orange pumpkin that was perfect for carving. It wasn't until adulthood that I was able to see the variety that existed. Some are smooth. Some are bumpy. Some are orange. Some are green. Some are short and some are tall. Though they are all classified as pumpkin, they have stretched me out of my limited perception or definition of a pumpkin. It's a small example of how we as humans are and about how life is in general. No definition or single idea of anything can truly encapsulate all that truly exists; for we are all unique, colorful, and special.
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