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- we knew the Marlin kids in '71 at the house across the street– Danny, Angela and the youngest– i cannot fathom for the life of me his name i played almost daily with that boy until one evening he showed me Danny's military photo to explain why he had been away so long a week later daddy told me not to go to his house anymore i am unable to visualize his kindergarten face even to—day, only a memory of the photo of a brother who vanished forever, later taking with him everybody else whenever i think of it now, i feel like i am keeping a space for his lost image in my private album like someone's name on the Black Wall— the name of a conscript in a crusade made up mostly of children... s jones June 2021 .
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Jun 10, 2021
Jun 10, 2021 at 6:20 AM UTC
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- we knew the Marlin kids in '71 at the house across the street– Danny, Angela and the youngest– i cannot fathom for the life of me his name i played almost daily with that boy until one evening he showed me Danny's military photo to explain why he had been away so long a week later daddy told me not to go to his house anymore i am unable to visualize his kindergarten face even to—day, only a memory of the photo of a brother who vanished forever, later taking with him everybody else whenever i think of it now, i feel like i am keeping a space for his lost image in my private album like someone's name on the Black Wall— the name of a conscript in a crusade made up mostly of children... s jones June 2021 .
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Jun 10, 2021 at 6:20 AM UTC
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