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Similiarity of closing off and its affect on others.
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Simply thing of what tomorrow brings.
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Read and you will know why I love storms.
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My Guardian, one of my sculptures, watches over my life and my thoughts. Metaphorically the Guardian is my inner strength that keeps my weakness in ..
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A youthful rememberance of birthdays, especially one special cake at a teen birthday!
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August 14, 1968, is still a day, that I wish could be rewritten. I was twenty, in the Lowlands of Pleiku, Vietnam. By that evening my world had chan..
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Our cleaning lady, her trials and tribulations--Once, as I passed through the master bathroom, I saw Beatrice fanning herself as she perched precariou..
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