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|  | | From Dirt to Destiny
The true-life story of Author C. L. Gray and the struggles that shaped her.
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/strong>i>by C.L. Gray /i>
This is the inspiring memoir of a young woman brought up by drug-addicted parents in a world of dysfunction, struggling to discover her true direction in life. In this project, C. L. Gray shares her story of personal triumph, tragedy, and prevailing fate, along with all of the sorted life’s characters encountered in between.
Now that she has overcome, she offers her story to both impart hope and challenge others to find their own purpose in living. No one ever said it would be easy, but the fight makes | |  | | Nostalgia: A Journey Through Love
Nostalgia: A Journey Through Love by C.L. Gray
He had strayed a time or two, but Jack is a wonderful provider, father, and husband. On the other hand, Clint, indeed, is an ordinary, quiet guy. But the simplicity of his philosophy on life is so attractive. It is Jack that Charlise is married to, the man she shares a sacred vow with. So why is she confused? Walking in a forbidden trail of love, Charlise knows that she needs to make a decision, because living the life of two is becoming increasingly more difficult, selfish, and unfair also. Follow her in a passionate tale of love, infidelity, choices and risks....
In holy matrimony, there are going to be both peaks and valleys. Nevertheless, the ultimate survival is in, just how well the inevitable is approached. Do we capture the easy route, or do we persist for the fight? Do we live with regret, or exist with the assurance, that we have done all that we could? The choice is ultimately ours to make. The eventual conclusion is that, we are the authors of our own destiny. Sometimes we must alter our own lifestyles, to harmonize with that of our better halves. When in accord, our hearts beat in unison; we are integrated in perfect synchrony, unti |
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Standing On My Knees
by Pinkstone
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 I met Jerome on a busy city street in Baltimore, Maryland, when he was forty-five years old. On that particular day, I was out and about, enjoying a much-needed day off from work.
I wanted to purchase a sukiyaki sub. I parked my car in an area of |
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