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Happy Father's Day
I asked my father if I could swim, he said I would drown.
I asked my father if I could fly, he said I would fall.
I asked my father what was the point of burying my head in a pillow and dreaming of the moon if I could never never pluck it out of the sky.
He said the point was to dream soo big and reach until the tips of your toes were almost off the ground. That everyone is reaching for the moon, and that it was okay if I couldn't grab it because I would still be among the stars.
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