Uncle Bill's Diary Entry
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Uncle Bill's Diary Entry
I stood on a muddy patch above the big pond left of the house.
There was a WESTerly wind and I felt like I was SIX again.
I started feeling DOWN, and I hadn't felt that way since I was ELEVEN.
It felt RIGHT to walk that way, until I counted SEVEN.
I was on another muddy patch, and I DUG that coincidence.