Keeping Up Our Game
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Always climbing trees when young and precocious, loving to, hang and drop down to the ground, much like sky diving from a plane above.
Clouds floating overhead unrestricted, feeling freedom of falling and hitting the ground, climbing up again, repeating this favorite thing even though being girls, keeping up our games until our teens.
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