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Behold the tardigrade Who liveth in a little drop of dew And careth not for sun or for the shade And he dineth on a mote Which he findeth on a leaf Or the bottom of a reef Or the wild fox's throat And he will not come to grief Should he chance to sink or float And he is the utmost chief Of the microscope inspired by https://friend.camp/@ranjit/116891216399130201