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Superhero
Growing up I thought the moon followed me wherever I would go. As I got older, however, I learned that half the Earth was staring at the exact same moon at the exact same moment I was.
When I was a child, I believed that I could be whatever I wanted to be, but, as my mind developed and my body stretched, people began telling me I could no longer be a superhero. I was getting too old for "child-like thoughts". For a moment in time, there was a lump on my brain. This caused me to start thinking that everything I believed was a lie. Nothing but an act put on by cheap actors.
Every piece of me was sewn on by an amateur seamstress, picked from a pile by my imaginary friends who seemed to have gone on an extended vacation. They must be enjoying where they went because they haven't come back since I was 8.
"You are older," they try to tell me. "A young woman", but I am not the only thing getting old; I'm tired of hearing the word 'no'. There are too many cups of coffee to drink, books to read, forests that still need to be explored. I don't have time to sit down and listen to every single "you can't do it" being shot from the gun pointed at me from point blank.
If I want to be a superhero, I will tie on my cape, fly across the world, and show everybody that I am more than just skin on bones.
When my daughter looks up at me and says, "I want to be Wonder Woman", I will not tell her she can't.
"Baby," I'll say. "Baby, the moon may not follow you, but never stop chasing it."

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