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3.TWENTY-ONE.16

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Childhood memories.

A forlorn and neglected shrub in the schoolyard across the street.

We played “house” and collected the succulent blossoms.

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2 thoughts on “3.TWENTY-ONE.16

  1. Those beautiful flowers were just waiting for a chance to brighten your “house” and I’m sure they were a colorful addition.

  2. I remember this school yard well, thanks to your family. A brick in the pathway of my past, bridging a future for us all. Thank you for sharing.

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