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A childhood belief about landscape

When I was young, I would ask my mother where my father was hunting. She would tell me Oh, on top of the hill. I would spen hours staring at the skyline just waiting for dad to come walking up over the tree tops. You see, to me the hills looked like a carpet, and I really believed I would see him walking up over the hill.

— Kristie

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