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ageless, shedding her name and false self
His voice was a drink of water after a long illness.
dusting
the fields with their laughter,
crossing farmlands as the sun kissed the world good-bye.
stopped,
A sense of purpose....all important to a meaningful life!
Every day I don’t kill the woman, I admire her more.
in the spectrum of hurt, it is better for a child to attach to an abuser than to experience the blind hole of neglect. Babies raised in orphanages without
hands, feeling the puddle of sweat around
pictures. Everything was in serious need of a
something?” Naomi’s face split into a
