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summer

Make BelieveThey carved wooden swords from broken trees splinters breaking under mud caked nails. We are all invincible at some point.Make Believe
We are all alive.
They travelled across streams which were the widest seas. They made paper shipwrecks, stick figure mutiny, death and destruction. And when it snowed the sky fell in pieces onto their heads. They climbed treehouses, made forts, and locked themselves in.
Nothing but some leaves. And when mothers called, their voices echoed into the still summer heat. They ran to dinner and bearhugs, sweating
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