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Sometimes We Have To Say Goodbye.

I am the music heard between the edges of wind and sea. I will speak and follow my deepest felt justices. My heart is an activist for voices unheard and unseen. I walk with the hurt and see into the dark. I listen and feel the stories untold. I am the dreams wrapped around my mug.

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She Stood Alone On The Edge Of Darkness. {poetry}

The sun was setting, salmon clouds under a sky of Dodger blue, flocks of geese on a sprawling lawn. A waxing gibbous moon beckoned like she needed a guide, a divine light.

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Ease Into It, There’s Nothing You Can Do About It.

There is a path that is yours to walk, and maybe yours is where you stand right now, but maybe it’s not? Maybe you feel out of place, out of town, out of mind, out of luck, because you simply slipped too far away from your spot and you just need to find your way back again. Don’t rush so much.

Sometimes We Have To Say Goodbye.

She Stood Alone On The Edge Of Darkness. {poetry}

Ease Into It, There’s Nothing You Can Do About It.

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