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The darkness of his past is his future. The bonds of life are his handcuffs. The Pacific ocean is his pool. The stars in the sky are his nightlight. The moon provides him night time. The sun provides him the day. A rainbow is his slide on a playground of clouds. The lightning bugs give him someone to play. He is all around us. In every smile, tear, and pray.
