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I was so very young, when i finally figured out, that everyone i knew, even me would some day die. I still remember it clearly, I was no older than 8 and i was sitting in my grandmother's house, hot from the summer heat, watching T.V. When a commercial came on for lipton tea showing a girl stuck in cage in hell, she was swinging the cage to finally reach the bottle of lipton tea, and boom she grows wings and goes to heaven. Silly right? but i was mortified, it was brick to my face, i was goin...

With clouded eyes, we looked at the faces that saw so clear. And all we could think was of how we wished we could focus on our reflections, and see like them. But our eyes were meant for dreaming; for seeing fuzzy outlines and ignoring detail.

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"Soon..." Ari whispered, his face concentrated on the huddled masses below, I wanted to believe I did not know what he spoke of, but i felt it. the tear of the earth, the groan of the universe, it was soon, very soon. Everyone of us began to fidget, to stretch mundane wings, and lanky arms all feeling the adrenaline beginning to rush. The Ethereal beings began to descend near us, Ari snarled and as did others hissing and growling like disturbed cats. They didn't care, some even fooled with us...

I know exactly how she shall be, they say I don't but I know. She'll be like her father, carrying youthful optimism in the face of all tragedy. She'll be like her mother wary in remembrance of things that have burned her, and dangers of liars. Her mouth will be made to smile around apples, her skin lusty begging for the sun's kisses, her hair a river of fawn the wind eager to tussle, and legs for running, loving, and bringing youth into old eyes. She'll be the sun in Norway, the rain will hav...