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“I’m gonna devour you, little bunny rabbit, piece by tasty piece. I’m going to eat. You. Up.”
How naïve we are when we’re young. How easily we trust that the sun will keep rising and setting, warming our days. And what a terrible blow it is to discover it isn’t the sun that makes things bright, but the people who love us, so that when they’re gone, everything is plunged into darkness.
