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When the second storm blew through it pushed night out the sky. The second storm was no longer thinking of me or my grievances. Had no plans to humor my crane-neck hold on the whiskey of my life…
Roman Newell
Annelise Lords
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Second storm?.
Helping you is Healing me! Let’s heal each other. thisisanneliselords@mediumauthor.com https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1664635
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