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Feb 2020
meetings.
I told him no. He thought
I should go. What I needed was
backyards and slides,

sandboxes with grass
growing inside. I just needed
ropes with logs
that you could climb. I only

needed a warm face
looking through
the glass
happily, surprised.
sandra wyllie
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