For those who knew how to navigate hills in North Carolina at top speed with your own personal soundtrack, I've dedicated this to you once before. I dedicate it again in place of long emails. Forgive me. For those who had a childhood at the top of the trees with a book in hand ignoring the shouts of parents far below, this goes to you also. For myself, after a long tired day, I know the water is wide, but I will never grow tired. Never, never ever ever.
It Is Happening Again
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