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This Rock House This rock house was aged in its years. This rock house cradled many fears. This rock house welcomed many friends. ..

Addiction succumbs so many.

City life at its worst.

The human mind is one of the last frontiers.Its limits are often self imposed. When free its beautiful.

I wrote this on my mothers birthday the first year she had passed away. It was a way of healing my soul.

I wrote this two days after the passing of my mother.

Don Shaw Writing