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Fearless

For each one of us there existed a fearless age. A time when we were unworried about physical consequences. When we would swing to the highest point before leaping into the wind-rush of nothingness.  Mine hit around age twelve and didn’t stop until sixteen. By then there’d been opportunity enough for me to earn scars that would never quite heal. Plenty of time for me to learn how hard the ground really is when you let go of the swing. I...