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The broken shell is the one left behind and it dwells on my mind; I picked it up and carried it with the rest, nestled together looking its brok..

While walking aimlessly along the shore one day, I came upon a bottle which enveloped a note that had been cast away. Curiosity possessed me to ta..

Sticks and stones, dirt beneath my feet. Mother Earth provides a foundation strong and concrete. Tree limbs swaying, wind in my hair. The scen..

In fresh starts and abstract art. In sunshine and taking my time. In second chances and circumstances. In self expression and first impre..

Talking you into it.....

You are so beautiful inside and you don't know it. You beam with life yet you refrain from showing it. You deny yourself and you know it. ..

The true beauty of LIFE is the SOUL, Whoever we are, no matter how young or old. Nurturing our SOULtakes every minute in time, Receiving and gi..