Mud pies and crawdads on slow summer Sundays, Wading, while wishing for time to stand still, Sisters and brothers and friends, the real neighbors, Eating the honeysuckle drops in those buds,
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You know how to use universal memories or how to make your memories universal! ! ! I've never even seen a crawdad but I bo remember river mud squeezing between my toes!
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You know how to use universal memories or how to make your memories universal! ! ! I've never even seen a crawdad but I bo remember river mud squeezing between my toes!