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This morning I was reflecting on my brother. Jenny mentioned in a thread that she missed her brother. This stuck in my mind and last night I dreamed about the brother I lost. In my dream, he reminded me of the time he saved my life from drowning. This then triggered memories of my youth. Most of my memories are fond, some not so much, but all of them had a lasting impression and were part of making me who I am today, for better or for worse.
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