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It doesn't matter how old I get. Iwill always be her baby girl, and she will always be my Mommy.

An old woman with all of her jewelry on sitting at a bar stool, waiting for her beloved to return. A polished man in a suit and tie standing ..

I try to write but the words I seek will not come the phrases I long for linger in the far corners of my mind forever residing

sequel to 'Alone'

I am alone. I have no pillows to rest my head. Nowhere to lay in a soft bed. I have no parents, no father and mother. I have no siblings, a si..

Through streets wide and narrow, across oceans and mind. Over rivers and valleys, through conscience and mind. I look out and see, a Man standing..

Like pools of fire, two pits of flames, burning and scorching all others, whom venture to render near. Mounted on horses, daring to proceed, b..

As I look around and see everything surrounding me, with the blink of an eye something passes in the sky. When I look up above, what i see is a s..

After the sun has gone down at the end of the day, and all of the children have stopped with their play, When Pauline Clarke Mosby has paid us ..

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