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Roots

Maya Angelou once said “There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside of you.” I moved to Upstate South Carolina when I was thirteen years old, it was the day after Christmas during my 8th grade school … Continue reading

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The disastrous behaviour of the memory (Click the photo to enlarge)

I came across this blog post today…It’s worth a read. I must remember this when the memories start to flow… Click on the link below. Love, g The disastrous behaviour of the memory (Click the photo to enlarge).

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