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An old friend

Lots of memories lay concealed in this tree and its shade, which stood in the corner of our school. As a 10 year old boy, I climbed and fell down countless times – some an act of dare, some by accident. When the school was rebuilt, 13 years later,  the tree is kept as it is, and I couldn’t be happier! It has reached new heights (literally), unlike us though.

Author: bloggerhead

Chasing oblivion

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