I was in elementary school when I developed my powers of imagination. I would look out from my perch atop the fireman’s pole on our play structure, and I wouldn’t see the playground below me as it was before. Instead, I would see the Moon Kingdom, the misty mountains of Japan teeming with flying samurai, or the vastness of space brimming with my
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But the ending just made my heartache--perhaps because it's an all too familiar feeling.
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