this was the field of oak trees across the street from you seen through raven's eyes, would you believe me? Or would you say, "No, I think this is a memory of the seashore and my first bathing suit which was green with white trim." Memory is never singular especially when it comes to narratives.
Hey, it was good to walk to the water with you that time. Let's walk to the edge, walk to the edge, walk to the edge, and give it the once over.
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