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A World Out of Balance…

We live in a world where instant gratification is almost expected. But there is another side of that coin too. A world where others struggle every day of their lives not knowing if they will go hungry or if they … Continue reading

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I love writing….

I love writing. I can’t get enough of it since it returned to me after abandoning me for about six months. I also love hearing from those who read my posts. I’m too solitary these days. Too often sitting at … Continue reading

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Couldn’t get enough…

She couldn’t get enough. The opportunities were always there. Always as if they were dealt out like they were on an assembly line. As soon as one session ended and she had come down off of the ‘high’. She wanted … Continue reading

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I Don’t Care

“I don’t care,” she said in the dark bitter night as her tears flowed unending. She tasted them upon her lips, salt so bitterly sweet. She said it again as if she were grinding gravel in her throat. “I don’t … Continue reading

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