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Often nights

You'll see...


A man with white hair and even whiter socks high above his running shoes.


A woman pushing a stroller.


A dog pulling its owner on rollerblades.


Deer splashing and playing as geese swoop into the pond.


Often nights, you'll find me there. Reading a book with bare feet in the grass. Soaking in these now familiar sights and sounds.

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