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May 2012
Playtime confetti;
Blossom floats on warm spring breeze,
a little girls dream.
Memories of collecting 'confetti' with my friends for imaginary weddings to some quite horrified boys in the playground at school.

I smile ...
We were 5
Didn't we all do that once?

And yes, Paul, I'm crying!
Tilly
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