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Pouring a Cup…Need One?

Pouring a Cup…Need One?

I don’t know about you, but I need to breathe in a soothing scent. Coffee it is. The water is boiling, our cups are set. I’ve opened up His Love Letter to us. It’s over here on the table, come sit with me? There is this section that I keep thinking about. Look with me...
Turning Mourning Dancing

Turning Mourning Dancing

I am on a mission to write meaningful words with fewer word counts. (Thank you for the reminder, Gary Fultz.) I respect your time. So I’m telling you in advance, this is a little longer than my last post which was long. Hmm. That’s why I like Haiku. This is not Haiku....

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