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Amy Han Mysterious WindowsA solid stone wall, invisible, that is, to you, keeps me a safe distance away from harm. Which harm, I do not know. But I am not the kind to go and find out. Stories urge me to believe that the fanciful life exists, but I am realistic, set in stone brick stamped to the truth. Kind spirits of gentle but solid foundations reflect the light beyond the wall. They tell me to be courageous and have no fears. I am not afraid,
of being afraid. My instincts pulse and my intelligence slips. Heart and mind clash in a war for control. I spin in a world of love and chaos where I occasionally fall and lose myself. Mysterious windows of wishes and hopes open and close against my will. Vulnerable sides prick at my sides. A flicker of chance tells me there is no barrier. I am my own rulebook made up of my own rules,
but created for your approval. Because I am actually afraid of everything, there is a solid stone wall, invisible, that is, to you. It keeps me a safe distance away from you. Why you, I do not know. But I am not the kind to go and find out.
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[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2011 EDITION]
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