Friday, February 22, 2013

The child stands by the ride at the fair. The air is a cloud of laughter and screams. The sweet flavor of a thousand thousand voices. The day has been everything it promised to be, and more. The ride whizzes by, blowing the child's hair back in it's monstrous wake. For one brief moment the entire universe affirms, "Child, You are alive!"

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