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When I go out for my walks, just as I did when I was a teenager in this same neighborhood, I listen to music in my earbuds while I wonder the forest down the street from our home.

It's weird that when I was growing up in this neighborhood, I don't remember the forest. I didn't know there was more beyond the spot my first boyfriend and I would hang out. We would sit under a silver birch tree near the park.

There was a forest behind my LM households - both the condo and the semi had access to the forest. I would escape in the woods and go wildflower picking or sit at the edge of a rock over looking the swamplands.

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