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One day I found my courage and turned to face my dread pursuer. It was only a small child! I exclaimed in my amazement, "Why have you been following me so long and so hard?!" She said, "Only to tell you this.
With that, this wise child smiled tenderly at me and walked away, singing a song. Over her shoulder she tossed me a key. I turned the key over and over in my hand, and at that moment I decided to stop running. But I must admit to you that I didn't truly understand what she had said to me.
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