It seems like so many memories are returning to this yellow post. Like people imprisoned they return to a promised land. Lots of things to unravel, to unknot, lay out straight like a long string. Sometimes with a smile and grin I'll greet these memories that seem to be me.
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Your link from "Magpie Tales#42" leads here. Which post is your Magpie?
Looking forward to some of these unravel-lings. Maybe ask some of those memories if they want to step outside. Have a go.
I love the last line greet these memories that seem to be me~
Wonderful...
That's what yellow does to ya.
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