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Magoo you will understand this post.
You share it.
It's apart of us.
A hidden language that sustains us.
Imagination.
This past year I shared a tale from my childhood.
The Magic Faraway Forest and the Terrible Quick Sand River.
You adore this story.
And it brings me great joy to share a glimpse of what was the most magical childhood I could have asked for.
Today I stand in the forest and cry for you.
For you will never know this place.
You'll never experience the magic.
Wild and free.
I was given a gift as a child.
It was this forest.
A hideout.
A reprieve from the world.
My very own secret garden.
It was my Eden.
My Salikon.
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