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Grow

The years passed, our lives passed, the teeth of the three little girls who once filled the plot of land with laughter fell out like the leaves from the big maple tree that still stands tall on the front lawn. The scribbles on “Cinderella blue” colored walls have been painted over in white.

Grow

The years passed, our lives passed, the teeth of the three little girls who once filled the plot of land with laughter fell out like the...