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I kinda felt confused by it, but after reading it so many times repeatedly I took it for what it was. My first time reading this was this year in english class. But-I can also see it as a metaphor. The red wheel barrow being a grandmother, the backbone to family. Anyone who is like that in your family. You know what I mean. Or it can mean so much depends upon a human being. We make our choices, we deal with the consequences-good or bad. We are persecuted either way-but its still our decision on how we handle things.
Thank you Brit, I can always count on you for things like this, or a good conversation!
-Much Love yall
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