I SEE THIS WAS WRITTEN IN 2010...SO GLAD THIS IS A THING OF THE PAST AND YOU ARE NOW FINE. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
As wonderfully and clinically as this is written, Juliet,
it is painful to read. I hope this is an artist at work,
If not, I share the wish that you will be well again soon.
The sheer power of this, Juliet! The images are spare, stark and smack this reader in the face.
I don't know if this is personal...if it is, you know how I feel and wish you well as speedily as healing thought.
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it is painful to read. I hope this is an artist at work,
If not, I share the wish that you will be well again soon.
-gene.
I don't know if this is personal...if it is, you know how I feel and wish you well as speedily as healing thought.
John