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The 'climbing' tree. I was a young teenager. I'd climb that tree and sit on it is large branches. Sometimes alone, sometimes with my sister or a neighbor friend. I remember singing and talking - I learned my first Beatles song in that tree. Sitting high above the floor on a strong, strong branch - I felt powerful, free, confident.


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