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Tag Archives: freedom

Forgiving the Other Woman

The storm has passed.  My wounds are no longer bleeding and I’ve walked the road...

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The Poisoned Darts of Rejection

The deepest river of my soul flows with a yearning.  My heart aches for one...

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Who Am I Going to Please?

It was a cold, blistery day in 2012 (a beautiful cliché opening). I was excited...

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I Try Not to be Afraid, But I Am

I try not to be afraid, but I am. I’ve been afraid of just about...

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Maybe I’m the Spawn of Satan

  I have a choice.  That’s the beauty of being human. Sometimes it looks like...

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