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whatever is true

  she longs to stand beside the ocean feeling significantly small, where the only color that matters ………………….is blue.

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Reading about Dallas while sitting on a breezy deck in Tahoe

… How is it even possible that the same world that holds this generous spill of blue, the whisper of aspens, also contains the spew of such hatred, the spilling of blood, the scream of gunfire and death? We hold … Continue reading

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