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  • I stood out on the veranda at my Uncle's house, staring into the endless green of the woods. It looked impenetrable. There were whole lives going on in there. I liked to think on midnight blue nights that a band of unicorns roamed secret caverns. You would have to be crazy to step foot into the forest. But what if there were no fear? Nothing that made your heartbeat erratically. Would you walk in?

    I've made my home in waiting for too long, don't you think?
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