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Crisp December wind carries childhood past.

by SingerSomewhere in Six-Word Memoirs on Dec 11, 2012 | add favorite | T-shirt

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DynamicDbytheC says,

I want to jump in and stomp on dried leaves on the way home from school after this memoir.

SingerSomewhere says,

:) That's how I've been feeling the whole month of December. Glad I could convey that feeling in a memoir. Unfortunately, chasing and stomping on dried leaves is frowned upon when you're in high school.

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