Memoir for A Life

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A beginning. 

Growth through naiveté. 

Jumping and dancing and flying.  

Tripping and falling and crying. 

Landed, injured.  

Caution prevails. 

Time spent behind the wall.  

A nudge, a smile…

Hope. 

A beginning. 

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