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Short and Strange. We are riding in an airplane and I look out the window. The sky sparkles like an ocean at sunrise. Clouds wrap around the wings of the plane, and I am happy. Then the outside of the plane is dark and I am walking towards a door at the end of the plane. I open it, and I am on the top of a mountain. People were standing at the bottom, asking me for something that I couldn't give. Then a boy was sitting on the mountain next to mine, and I tried asking him what he was doing, but he didn't answer. He didn't even look up. I knew that he needed something from me, that thing which I couldn't give the people at the bottom, but I forgot what it was. I woke up to the phone ringing and I ignored it.

Posted by: Forest of Rhetoric Sat Feb 23, 2008 @ 06:03pm

Please,

I know that we're different,
but we were all one cell in the sea in the beginning,
and what we're made of was all the same once.

we're not that different after all.

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