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I’m sitting in a quiet room at the Millcroft Hotel，a peaceful place hidden back among pine trees about an hour out of Toronto. It’s just past noon，late July，and I’m__1__the desperate sounds of a lifeordeath__2__going on a few feet away.
There’s a small__3__burning out the last of its short life’s energies in a(an)__4__to fly through the glass of the window.__5__，it’s not working. The great effort offers no hope for survival. Ironically (讽刺地)，the struggle is part of the trap. It is__6__for the fly to try hard enough to succeed in__7__through the glass. This fly is doomed (注定失败)．It will__8__there on the windowsill.
Across the room，ten steps__9__，the door is open. Ten seconds of flying time and this small creature could reach the outside world it__10__.With only a small effort now being__11__，it could be free of this selfset__12__.The breakthrough possibility is there. It would be so__13__.
