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| Een Vluggertje Daar op die mooie plek. Die mooie plek, de kerstbomen. Niks was daar te gek. Daar gebeurden de dingen uit je stoutste dromen. Elke keer als we daar heengingen. Wisten we dat het goed zat. Maar de grote machines kwamen. Het mooie stuk natuur kwam ten einde. Ik weet nog goed, toen met die kat. Die was ons gevolgd en ging niet weg. Nachten en dagen zaten wij daar. Ons eigen stuk natuur. Maar nu zijn de bouwbedrijven klaar.
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