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"And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be? ... You'd be nowhere. Why, you're only a sort of thing in his dream! If that there King was to wake you'd go out -- bang! -- just like a candle!"

"Hush! You'll be waking him, I'm afraid, if you make so much noise."

"Well it's no use your talking about waking him when you're only one of the things in his dream. You know very well you're not real."

Sunday, June 4, 2006

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Sage story:

Jaimie took her to the playground at the nearby park where after they'd been there for a bit, Jaimie noticed an ant struggling to drag something home. "Hey Sagie, come over here. Come and look at this. Look at this little guy trying to carry this big load somewhere. He's working very hard, isn't he. Where do you think he's going?" She considers the ant and his burden for a moment, then stomps on it. "There. Now he's dead. Can we go home and have a poptart?"

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