It’s an age old story, one that is not mine alone.
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I was soft (a poem)
“Friends will come and go, but family is forever.” — Mom
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Hurting (a poem)
We sit in comfort and watch them there, from the safe repose of our easy chair.
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American Lethargy (a poem)
...the result was the same...my problems were still there, staring me in the face.
(732 words)
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Perspectives in Coping (article)
I don’t have much left:
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no idea (a poem)
I am not what your words declare me to be.
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Redefined (a poem)
Remember the artist, band, writer, poet, actor, or comedian who touched your heart, brightened your day, helped you through a rough patch, altered your view of the world or how you saw yourself? Remember that artist who affected you so much that it changed your life?
(392 words)
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Fond Memories (article)
I see myself in the story of a beautifully unique woman who never quite fits the mold of societal expectations, and the beast who holds her captive within the near impeneterable walls of an enchanted castle.
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The Deal (a poem)
Hey Mom, If you were still here…
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