"Before age and the cloudy grey of "know it all" puffed us up into the beast named "Adult"... we had another name. Our Father called us by it and we heard it clearly, while we jumped in muddy puddles and dreamt in every color, dancing feet of crayon outside the lines... He calls us still, and by that name I only hope to answer." (c) S.Josiah 8/13/2011
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