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Black and white photo on a black background with text written in white typeface below. Photo depicts the upward view of the branches of a large tree, taken in black and white. Text reads: The truth is we don't understand each other. And maybe you don't remember, just as you've claimed—who am I to say? Even still, I am locked tight and you are a feather in the wind. I just wish your wind wasn't weaving through the branches of my tree. I could give you reasons but you might call them an excuse and we'll both be right. I lost the NY Times 'Connections' game for the first time the other day and I wondered if you had taken over creating the word puzzle. The impulsive thought made me chuckle because it felt totally possible and like my kind of karma. 'Deck', 'porch', 'stoop', 'yard'—a place outside a house to gather. The first round was easy, but after that the remaining words mislead me in ways that never happened before. We strive to make a shared meaning but the concept still deceives. And that's the way it goes sometimes.
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