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The Family   When we were three (there was a fourth on the way) he discovered this summer place in mid-September.   (there were brambles in the hedgerows and it was windy and cold)   Later when we were four and then (an accident) five, we returned (regularly) to remind ourselves who we were, who we are.
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Dec 23, 2012
Dec 23, 2012 at 2:33 AM UTC
Wakefield Nativity 9:11
The Family   When we were three (there was a fourth on the way) he discovered this summer place in mid-September.   (there were brambles in the hedgerows and it was windy and cold)   Later when we were four and then (an accident) five, we returned (regularly) to remind ourselves who we were, who we are.
nigel-morgan
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Dec 23, 2012
Dec 23, 2012 at 2:33 AM UTC
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