A                                 A is the place I begin again. I have my first school papers somewhere.  I don’t know where. I kept the penmanship ones,  Practicing letters.  Alphabet.  Now just knowing that I kept them or meant to keep them seems like enough.  I can close my eyes and picture them quite clearly.  A lot of things are becoming like that.  And then somethings seem […]

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