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[ghs-another-world]

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Memory

is a tenuous thing, like a rainbow’s end or a camera with a failing lens. Sometimes my focus is sharp, every detail clear as the splashes of ice, fringing the eaves; other times it is a hazy field of frost. Like the meadow outside my window.