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"I was sitting in the cup of a huge catapult, bent backward, ready for launch. The
thin rope holding the base was smoldering, slowly being burnt by a candle. I tried
to escape, but my hands and feet were tightly bound. No outcry, much trepidation.
Then, the perspiration from my brow fell upon the candle like rain from a cloud.
The flame expired. "At least now I had time to see where I was going." |
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