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When you were young,

   you'd wonder whether your swing could flip over the metal bar at the top,
   swing you all the way around and throw you to the ground bruised and
   broken. When you were a kid, you thought it could happen, but you weren't
   afraid. All grown up; you know it can't happen, but you're filled with fear. You
   swing slower, instead of pumping for the sky. You don't jump off, you slow
   yourself to a stop. You'd never fling yourself into air midswing, because you're
   n o l o n g e r d r e a m i n g o f f l y i n g , //////////////
      you're just worrying about how you're going to land.