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I remember...

 When things used to be simple. They would visit every Tuesday. I would miss them ,the kids would fill up the house with noise  and excitement. Then we got custody and the world changed.  I learned how to share. I learned how to teach. I  and others learned how to dream big for them. We all watched them grow experiment and change

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