Holidays are drear … this year ... confined and alone. Cards are in the mail.
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Holidays are drear … this year ... confined and alone. Cards are in the mail.
A deaf person who has been pleasantly stuck in a dimension between dream and reality, where my sign language turns into written poems.
Author / Activist / Healer
In search of spirituality
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Words To Think On
Welcome to a blog about our outdoor experiences.
I dreamed I could fall asleep.
poetry/poem, essays, writing everything I adore or not so:-)
"I have enough time to rest, but I don't have a minute to waste". Come and catch me with your wise words and we will have some fun with our words of wisdom.
As I navigate through this life ...
Live A Visible Life Whatever Your Health
It's enough to dream with your eyes wide open.
Literary Pasta, made with aromatic earnestness , served by an overthinking mind.
journeys of the mind and body
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