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CHECKERBOARD ABOVEBOARD, AND WHAT IT GETS ME CLIMBING TOWARD

When a pretty checkerboard that spans the floor comes aboveboard, its sunny yellow warms my spirit, its cooler blues calm my body mind, and, once I to a sky high spot along some magical bean stalk, have climbed, I bend … Continue reading

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