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IF THEY MET US:
WOULD THEY KNOW US?


I sometimes think about the person I was twenty years ago. Not because I want to become them again, but because I wonder what they thought becoming an adult would feel like. Maybe I’d like to meet them again.

(Did they imagine me like this? Did they imagine the things I would love, the people I would meet, the things I would carry? Did they know that somewhere along the way, I would become too busy to play, too tired to wonder, too grown to admit that I still wanted the same little things?)

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