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For my dad, who has never stopped short.

To ride the carousel you must get on the horse. To fish the oceans blue you must sail upon the sea. To taste the sweetest fruit you must sink your teeth in deep. To fly across the sky you must ride the jet into clouds. To reach the canyon's rim you must climb the rocky cliffs. To live you must risk dying.

VICTORIA TARRANI

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