Tuesday, April 17, 2012

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..., and grasping in clutches, an air of despair, left me holding something that was nothing but air.
'Tis nothing at all', said the cat in the hat, 'and so you must fall! You must fall down to that! ! ! '
My fall was like dreaming a slow picture show. 'I'm falling! ' I cried.
'Yes you're falling, I know.
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Jason Petersen
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