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Skyscraper Mystery
Do skyscrapers really reach high in the sky? Do they hold up the heavens? Do they look God in the eye? What do they scrape on? Will there be a hole for us to see? Will there be other people from the other side fall down and come play with me? Do clouds bump into their sides? Does an angel live on top? Why do we need skyscrapers? I guess I’ll go and see one so the mystery will stop?
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