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Seventeen Days Since My Veins Were Filled with Poison
Seventeen days Since my veins were filled With Poison. Funny how you need Poison to kill poison. Chemotherapy – The…
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Not an Ugly Christmas Sweater
My wife had a great sense of humor and a tremendous capacity for joy, but she was absolutely incapable of…
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My Grandmother’s Legacy
I squinted against the sun, peering over the ship’s railing. The unfamiliar vista of small, dancing wavelets and green hills…
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