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Life’s a Dance, with poem “plunge”

Whenever poetry appears, a gift has arrived, a surprise that unfolds itself with due space and time. When unwrapped, the gift is gratitude, for these words find a way to dance despite every stumble.                                            ~ MDH, October 27, 2013, … Continue reading

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