I tripped on my shoelace and I fell up- Up to the rooftops. Up over the town. Up past the treetops up over the mountains. Up where the colors blend into the sound. But it got me so dizzy, when I looked around, I got sick to my stomach and I threw down.
- Shel Silverstein
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