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Curiosity

Curiosity, indefinable like the mysteries of the outer rims of galaxies millions of light-years away. But attainable by desire and mischief, like a naïve toddler exploring the sharp stainless steel kitchen utensils with her mouth. It runs and leaps as a white-tailed deer in a bright open field. Unbound by the rigid walls of reason and logic. Flowing over these walls like runny chocolate chip ice-cream on a scorching summer day, down the soggy wafer cone, falling as if dropped from that galaxy, millions of light-years away.

Curiosity

Curiosity, indefinable like the mysteries of the outer rims of galaxies millions of light-years away. But attainable by desire and...