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the mountains, Olivia walked across the lawn without her cane, feeling the cool Colorado breeze on her face.
“I am standing on my own two feet now,” I whispered.
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the mountains, Olivia walked across the lawn without her cane, feeling the cool Colorado breeze on her face.
“I am standing on my own two feet now,” I whispered.
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