I wish I could post a sign that reads "Slow....Snail Crossing Ahead" near a place where I work. Though I am unsure of their purpose, I know one exists. Yet because of their size they are simply stepped on and left on the cement as reminders that the slow and tiny seem insignificant. If we could view their little world from their perspective, how different we might view them.
I usually pick them up and move them to the other side. Maybe I am the one who is not supposed to interfere. I can't resist because their shells are so beautiful. Their small little shells there to protect them.

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