Come to the edge, He said. Come to the edge.
She smiled, lifted off the ground and did a cannonball into the unknown.
The unknown exploded and burst into a million miracles—glistening in the sky for all the world to see.
They floated through the sky, touching corners of the universe that had never known such brightness.
Come to the edge, She said. Come fly with me through the crystal atmosphere.
It is glorious. It is dangerous. It is life.
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
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