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Jan 2014
We are all children longing for the better days
The days when our sand box seemed like the greatest of deserts
When a trip down a narrow slide was the greatest of adventures
When we loved and forgave without a second thought
The days when we knew ourselves
Without worry, judgment, or care
Ryan Cullen MacLeod
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Ryan Cullen MacLeod  Wilmington, NC
(Wilmington, NC)   
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