The transparent folder had nothing inside.
You could see right through it.
Expressions of joy, concern, excitement and admiration were mixed with the gratitude of a warm and gentle breeze.
Fluttering along the marble walkways were small posters, paper printed with the cries of ideals, hopes and visions.
Today we will climb the gap between stone and soft grass lawns with a readiness to test every step and remember every breath.
Sway slowly between the bushes of banter.
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