I remember – from a young age, when I was a little boy, the smell of chamomile tea I drank before kindergarten. And the noise of a yellow and purple helicopter toy.
I grew. I met. I loved. I was afraid. I felt the courage. I wrote. I got sad. I was alone. And surrounded by people. I enjoyed breathing. And so I live my life, loving and rejoicing.
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