The child looked at the paper that flew by, then it landed at his feet. It had a word on the front he didn’t recognize. He turned it over and couldn’t make out the big word on the other side. It began with a j ‘cause he knew his alphabet, mostly. There was a drawing above the word. It was a lady holding a scale. He knew what that was because mommy used it when she was picking his favorite apples and they could only get three.
The Bag Lady 
True enough
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True it is not just blind. It is in the wind and frequently our grasp on it is tenuous and not easily understood.
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Profound
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awesome! ❤
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Thank you Carol
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And sad
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