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ArtistSunny day.She steps off the path on to the dump grass and moves closer to tree that stands at the edge of the courtyard. She presses her body against the tree and peers around, the smooth cool bark against her cheek. There is the flash of blue cloth, the streamer of a pink hair ribbon. She tilts her face to see out across the lawn.she see one child, then another, then comes the patter of feet and the small rising notes of the voices, laughter, a curling, playful squeal.The flash of their dark little eyes, the leap of leg over grass.
