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For many years my thoughts had been "I wonder when the last chapter of my book will happen?" Now I now the last chapter had come and once again it was Easter.
I share this today just to let someone out there know, you don't have to give up. Sign an affidavit. Share it with two people that know and love you. Begin your road upwards. Try change. Just try to get well as hard as you tried to give up. You will survive too. One day soon, maybe next Easter, you can go through a resurrection by taking a look at your affidavit and share it with someone too.
For all of you who would like the first of the story, please contact VicToria Tallman at tallnews.aol.com /\ http://www.digi-tall-news-media.com. Happy Easter. | |  | | Love Undying
"Love Undying" represents poetry in such a way that its author will become known the world over. Robanna Fason has created a genre all its own 'Love Lyrics' using words to spread love to those who need understanding the most. Robanna calls her collection "Love Undying," and her audience calls her collection a miracle.
The grandest miracle of all is that "Love Undying" will infiltrate each reader's heart and help them, with a domino effect, to love mankind more than ever before. Promises come true when you read what's within its pages, which will cause you to tell others about this book.
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by Robanna Fason
My mother, my father, my sister, my brother
My daughter, my son, my aunt, my uncle
All buried beneath a pile of rubble
Fear and pain, anger and grief
My heart wrenched with disbelief
Panicky run! Down the street!
As ashes and dust fly from my feet.
My daughter, my son
All my memories, all my fun
Come to an ever-slowing pause
Just while a villain with no name
Finds pleasure from my pain!
Wailing screams as bodies fall
Bravery runs to their beckon call
As angels circle, twins so dear
I know Jesus was r | |  | | Pure Rhapsody
Elga Haymon White poet, and VicToria Tallman Freudiger, Agent present Pure Rhapsody
Pure Rhapsody has a little over 100 pages of beautiful poetry written by a very talented poet. The poetry, presented in topical sections, covers subjects such as:
Below is one of the poems, we hope you enjoy.
ANGRY SEAS
Greenish-white foam came rolling... spilling o’er the stern.
Blustery winds... blowing... whipping... tossing the ship.
The Captain let ‘er ride... sailing head-on into the angry seas.
Huge waves carried the little ship high into the air—suspended it
in space—then, as if in slow motion—
cast it into th | |  | | The Thorns of the Red Rose
THE THORNS OF THE RED ROSE is a macabre, serial killer, mystery with a twist never before heard of (at least not by this author.) Read a little to see if you believe this or not.
Geraldo Cortez flees Columbia with his family and heads to Charleston, SC where it seems they will be safer. Evidence pointed its way to him in the deaths of over 100 women. Helena has trophies in her trunk; and, Anna and Stanley (twin brother and sister) can take it no longer. Instead of just keeping the family secrets, Stanley begins living identical to his father (killing women in Charleston.) Anna plans on stopping him. Secrets in the closet of this family really ought to be found out, but they'll have to tear downs old walls to do it.
Stan, who is trying hard to stop murdering | |  | | Three Glances of a Soul
Three Glances of a Soul is the second book of poetry published by Digi-Tall News and Media, Victoria Tallman and it is specifically designed for a series titled "Love Lyrics." Authors include Eric Saxon, Corrine Panisi, and Billy Freudiger.
This poem is by Eric Saxon; one of the poets of Three Glances of a Soul:
A Leaf's Life
The air chilled with a cool autumn breeze that had a damp smell of soaked earth. The entire sky displayed a dark gray amongst the land, as if protecting all living things from the light of the sun. Not a soul was heard on this tranquil day… a day for which all things seemed to sleep.
Suddenly a swirl of wind shook an adjacent tree, causing a leaf to fall lifelessly to the ground. Too and fro with an occasional glide, the tumbling leaf took an eternity to land. Finally, as |
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