"You can't get any popcorn, Child.
The machine is out of order.
See, there is a sign on the machine"
said the mother to her child.
But
he didn't understand.
After all, he had the desire,
and he had the money,
and he could see the popcorn in the machine.
And yet somehow, somewhere, something was wrong.
Because he couldn't get the popcorn.
The boy walked back with his mother,
and he wanted to cry.
And Lord,
I too felt like weeping,
weeping for people who have become locked-in,
jammed, broken machines filled with goodness
that other people need and want and yet will never come to enjoy,
because somehow, somewhere, something has gone wrong inside.
- John Powell
(From the Book - The Secret of Staying In Love)
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