We're not all grown up. Right? We need to keep reaching for something. I think.
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We can surf on a rocket to the Paper Moon. We could be big people looking back at the Earth. We would know all the secrets of the universe. And Everything would be brighter than sunshine*
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6 comments:
we never stop growing, leslie. NEVER.
good
thoughts
are
made
of
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