raking leaves. True human experience, sentiment versus sentimentalism. If it had taken more effort, it wouldn't have been real. I remember just such a time when I was five years old. My father had me write my wishes on a piece of paper so that when we ignited the pile of leaves, the smoke would soar skyward. They all came true.
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