(my own words)
December 2022

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Her ink is the light on her darkest nights.
It is her anchor when she is drowning.
Without her pen, her heart plays a lament, and her soul is mourning.
So she writes from early light until midnight, like a river flowing,
her ink, her words, an eclectic mix of stories.
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