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Always
When she was young she didn’t play marbles much. With marbles clenched in her tiny fist she watched the others play. It was fun to watch - anyway - she never won. She was usually last to be picked for baseball teams. and consistantly they put her in left field. When the ball came (which wasn’t very often) she was always off picking daisies.
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