He told me that when I get to heaven, I will be able to dance all the time. He said that I will be able to leap from one constellation to the next. Isn't that a lovely thing to think about-a red-haired dancing girl in a white frock leaping from the moon to Jupiter?
If that's how it will be-to leap, suspended in the air, flying, my feet pedaling through the stars, the sweet wind of the universe blowing in my face-I can't wait to get to heaven.
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