When I was a little girl life was so simple. The summer months were long and the playtime was imaginative. My grandmother’s home was my haven. She has been gone for a long time and my grandfather a long time before her. There are times that I remember just like it was happening at this very moment
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my grandparents had a tree with dark wood and leaves that grew pluns the size of cherries. i miss that tree. i don't understand why people with yards don't have all kinds of fruit trees. i hope to have that some day.
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I thought you had become almost unicornic.
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