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  • Back then we were so much smaller. The harmonica is giant in Zack's tiny hands. Even the guitar looks big for me. When I play it now it looks like a toy.

    I don't remember when this was taken. But I know it was in my room (formerly my brothers room), where Zack and I have played countless times since. And we look so happy doing it. At a time when it feels like everything is changing faster than I can keep up, it is reassuring that some things will remain.
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