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Sunday, August 24, 2014. Seeing her tremendous girth, I understand her worth. She strains to move, to breathe, to live. I share her truth. Her deeply sorrowful eyes unveil her thousand-mile stare,. Screaming those torturous thoughts—I've know far too well. I care, but do not dare to share my pain, my heart, my truth:. It's definitely not food, but PAIN that she has swallowed. Yet in vain, she dreams of whom she was inside that. Fortress she alone created, merely to exclude those. Could harvest only pain?

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Sunday, August 24, 2014. Seeing her tremendous girth, I understand her worth. She strains to move, to breathe, to live. I share her truth. Her deeply sorrowful eyes unveil her thousand-mile stare,. Screaming those torturous thoughts—I've know far too well. I care, but do not dare to share my pain, my heart, my truth:. It's definitely not food, but PAIN that she has swallowed. Yet in vain, she dreams of whom she was inside that. Fortress she alone created, merely to exclude those. Could harvest only pain?

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Sunday, August 24, 2014. Seeing her tremendous girth, I understand her worth. She strains to move, to breathe, to live. I share her truth. Her deeply sorrowful eyes unveil her thousand-mile stare,. Screaming those torturous thoughts—I've know far too well. I care, but do not dare to share my pain, my heart, my truth:. It's definitely not food, but PAIN that she has swallowed. Yet in vain, she dreams of whom she was inside that. Fortress she alone created, merely to exclude those. Could harvest only pain?

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MEMORIES TO MEMOIRS: MOONFLAKE SERENADES

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Monday, January 21, 2008. I think one of my sweetest memories of my daddy was when he took me out for snowy night-time sleigh rides—just the two of us! He bundled me up like a little papoose, tucked a hot-water bottle by my feet and covered me with a cozy, soft blanket! As we sailed along, he told me stories of the 'olden' days when he was a little boy. His daddy would pull. Had been lovingly heated in. Where do the all these snowflakes come from daddy? Why of course they do and they are too! Into the in...

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MEMORIES TO MEMOIRS: LITTLE BARE KNEES "BERNEICE"

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Tuesday, January 22, 2008. LITTLE BARE KNEES "BERNEICE". I don’t believe in "coincidence". I do, however, firmly subscribe to the philosophy that there is a sublime reason for each and every thing that happens in. Of whether it is. A huge event, or a seemingly miniscule. Fleeting moment. This was never more evident to me than when I recently tripped across an old memory—my. Memory of “Little Bare Knees Berneice". My best estimate would put old Mr. MacNeely around 1. Years of age—at that time! Was thick, ...

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MEMORIES TO MEMOIRS: SWALLOWED PAIN REVISITED

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Sunday, August 24, 2014. Seeing her tremendous girth, I understand her worth. She strains to move, to breathe, to live. I share her truth. Her deeply sorrowful eyes unveil her thousand-mile stare,. Screaming those torturous thoughts—I've know far too well. I care, but do not dare to share my pain, my heart, my truth:. It's definitely not food, but PAIN that she has swallowed. Yet in vain, she dreams of whom she was inside that. Fortress she alone created, merely to exclude those. Could harvest only pain?

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MEMORIES TO MEMOIRS: SWALLOWED PAIN

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Tuesday, January 22, 2008. I look at her tremendous girth. I know the truth. She strains to move, to breathe, to live. I know the truth. Her deep, sad eyes are screaming! I catch her thousand mile stare. And know what she is thinking. I care, but do not dare to share. What were, but are no longer there:. My pain, my truth. It is not food- but PAIN. That she has swallowed,. She dreams of whom she was. Inside this fortress she alone has built. To keep love out. The love she knew bore lies and pain.

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MEMORIES TO MEMOIRS: AUTUMN DANCERS

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Monday, January 21, 2008. The leaves outside my morning window. In pairs, they swiftly swing,. Dancing to the melodies of time. I watch them twirl and sway,. Chosen partners with the breeze'. Their dance is a waltz of freedom. Swirling and lifting, flying to Heaven. I watch in stillness lest I disturb. The silent harmonies of the wind. Only an invisible spectator peering. From my lofty theatre seat and listening,. I strain to hear the rhythms that they follow. These private melodies of the wind.

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Sunday, August 24, 2014. Seeing her tremendous girth, I understand her worth. She strains to move, to breathe, to live. I share her truth. Her deeply sorrowful eyes unveil her thousand-mile stare,. Screaming those torturous thoughts—I've know far too well. I care, but do not dare to share my pain, my heart, my truth:. It's definitely not food, but PAIN that she has swallowed. Yet in vain, she dreams of whom she was inside that. Fortress she alone created, merely to exclude those. Could harvest only pain?

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