cut your teeth on this, why don't you: i'm not ready for that yet. the world seems to be pushing me in a certain direction, and i've dug my heels in the ground, folded my arms, put my best pout on. it's all wrong and i'm the only one who seems to know. got so many ways to go-- why should i settle for what's already known? i'd rather walk right up to the edge of that cliff, take a deep breath, get blown by the wind. this is the adventure i've been waiting for. this is the freedom i've dreamed about. this is the shape of things to come.
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