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By Dana The Cyberpoet
My mind is at war. Shells fly around and the loss of
a first cousin impress me deeply. Should I take
some blame for my neglect at not visiting her since
childhood. She also did writing-a novel. Why have I
not tried to acquire it. Hopeless misgivings but
optimistic undertones prevail!