Sigh...with naught to sell but a thought to constrict your heart, to rumble in your brain, to bring a blush to your cheek...so many good writers. Preach.
Sigh...with naught to sell but a thought to constrict your heart, to rumble in your brain, to bring a blush to your cheek...so many good writers. Preach.
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An educator and juvenile justice advocate writing about life, love, justice, environment, and greening my grandchildren for a future I'll never see.