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knowing, knowing, knowing, knowledge is power, power, is knowledge. but learning, that first learning, that first time you figure something out, the first time you understand, when you breach the gap between ignorance and smarts, that stepping out into the sunshine, the sand between the toes, the sun rising, palm trees and such, all these things and more, but it's that, the crossing of the threshold, that, it's what i seek to find, it's what i'm looking for, and it's been so long, so very long, and i dig deep to find the last time, i ponder when last it happened, and i remember red, oh curly red, and that was a long time ago, and i remember that girl who could throw hammers, and i remember, but since then? i wonder, i guess, i ponder for the magic, the chemistry, instant coffee, instant, well, anything, kool aid with nothing but sugar and water, and maybe there was magic, on that beach, on that pier, on that cold october night, but there was more than just magic all the time afterwards, it was better than magic
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