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Im not an adoptee but thanks for the moment I got to travel back in time. My best memories were being at the other end of the street with all the other kids just as the sun was setting and hearing the faint sounds of lawn mowers turning off as all the moms started calling for the kiddos. We would run so hard and fast for one last trip down the street which we were sure was 2 miles. (maybe 200 yds)
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