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  • Through the crumbling French doors of my Aunt's house, the tumbling garden with it's empty chair filled me with possibilities.

    What had caught my eye from the rug where I played with the cat was an invitation. By walking outside to accept, I made this new possibility into part of my experience and memory, becoming myself more valuable for the knowing of it.
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