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... nto a deluge of rain.
He cried to his heart's contt, he sat and leaned against a tree crestfall.
''My mother was one for surprises, each day a multitude of tiny things... how they made me smile from toe to lips. Which hand was my cookie in? Which way would we walk to school? Would be splashing in puddles or leaping over? Would we dance our special jig if we saw a cat?
It was so fun, all those every day advtures... I can still feel her excitemt at seeing a simple flower or ...
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