My mornings of sorrow are shrouded in pain. This “ideal” lifestyle is crumbling into dust. Hope is shattered. Life has imploded into the sands of time. Tears like crystal ball snowflakes fleck with happiness twirling with the forces of false [...]
My mornings of sorrow are shrouded in pain. This “ideal” lifestyle is crumbling into dust. Hope is shattered. Life has imploded into the sands of time. Tears like crystal ball snowflakes fleck with happiness twirling with the forces of false [...]
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Gramma Good’s Tributes to Mothers
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Finding a Soul Mate
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Gramma Good's View on Society and Values
posted 9:31:23am May. 02, 2013 | read full post »
The Power of Creative Words, Time and Space
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Success through Trying (And Even Failing)
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