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“The more I write, the more the silence seems to be eating away at me.”  — Anne Sexton Quiet rambles on a stupor follows me -around the corner grocer stands tall -ready to pack the anger in a box to store, a book of sorts. Those men standing there, talking of wrinkles my car windows rolled…

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Happy Birthday Mr. King

January 15, 1929 Martin Luther King was born in Atlanta, Georgia during an era of mistrust between brothers and sisters, each holding long-standing beliefs of there being more difference than similarities among us. As I understand, tears are tears and smiles are smiles. Everyone questions their purpose when they know their worth. Mr. King fought…

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Time Slowly disappears and reappears in a different view Outside the lines I venture out and explore Do I dare?

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