"In order for there to be an end there must be a beginning, but if it doesn't have an end it doesn't need a beginning" -Anonymous
There was once a young girl. The young girl had a favtorite toy, and the toy was a puppet. The puppet loved to please the girl (cause the puppet was a live sentient being). Above all else the puppet lived to please the little girl. The girl would play with it for hours and they amused each other and enjoyed each others company. The little girl began however to get bored with the puppet and told the puppet to go into the box because the little girl was afriad of hurting herself with the puppet. The puppet looked up into her big brown eyes and slowly nodded hoping... Hoping like an angel hopes for heaven that the little girl would change her mind and let him out the box so they could play, just one more time...
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The building is a symbol, as is the act of destroying it. Symbols are given power by people. Alone, a symbol is meaningless, but with enough people, blowing up a building can change the world.
"Hoping like an angel hopes for heaven..."
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