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So, listen to me, gypsy hearts, dance your fingers over the keys to entertain us, but dance at your peril. No homemade prayer will save you. A true writer of fiction will kill his or her mother in the first paragraph, then hold a mirror up to their face and smile. The face in the mirror is not you; it is someone else, someone you could be.
Harry Hogg
Annelise Lords
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You are dangerously funny and damn right too.
Helping you is Healing me! Let’s heal each other. thisisanneliselords@mediumauthor.com https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1664635
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