Now I feel like a crumbling house on wheels. I keep rolling, faster, faster, because if I stop clumps of me will fall away from me, and soon I will be nothing but wheels. Now I feel like child-me with a red pail full of water. I am swinging it in circles around my head as fast as I can because I know now that I am old enough to know things that
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