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"Somewhere, everywhere, and all at once a child falls. And like the comforting hands of a mother, who draws her fingers gently, caringly through our hair, we tell ourselves to remember, for we will learn from our mistakes of what to never do again, yet all it is we learn is everything that has always been there, is there, and always will be there. The Lord of the Flies. Jews. Rwandans. Sudanese. You. History is a cup that holds the soul of man and in the heat of days, we will evaporate leaving only the atoms of time. Stay interested in things, somehow..."