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Southern lady, country raised helping people with their problems. Attended school, played by the rules and now work hard to so..

Running through fields of gold long hair whipping in the breeze. Standing at the water’s edge waves lapping at thei..

Her garden is nestled at the foot of a hill 'midst rivers and valleys looking lush and tranquil. Filled with roses, tulips, an..

Soft as Eider down, snowflakes gently cascade like frozen stars pillowing the ground. The proud old oaks, coated in ice and ..

Holding onto yesterday, I see you slipping from my hands. I reach for you but lose my grip against the cold and shifting sand..

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