Off to the City The noise is constant and measured it grows louder, then muffled by turn. Next stop is called. The breaks slow her down, clump, clumpity, clump. The doors open squeaking screeching, shrieking, off and on they come and go in and out no one sees anyone. Caring her tired and...
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Maybe the Walls Can Talk In film, fairytales, and fiction there are endless references to the fact that women spend at least a portion of their lifetime, fantasying about their wedding day. I can honestly say, if I spent an hour, that was a lot and most likely ingenuous; I did however...
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State Route 2 Winding around the lake, mile after mile, I see that she is still here. Were you worried she was gone? I was too, but apparently she is safe; and dare I say thriving. It is not just a dream. They have gathered behind home plate, cheers...
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Are you home? Do you wonder, if you will ever be home? I do, all of the time. Maybe you are already there, and never have to question, if that is where you belong. I imagine, you may just know. I envy those of you, who seem to recognize where you...
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Running Against the Wind by Bob Seger It seems like yesterday But it was long ago Janey was lovely she was the queen of my nights There in the darkness with the radio playing low And the secrets that we shared The mountains that we moved Caught like a wildfire out of control ‘Til...
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Overcast Skies And An Overcast Heart The air hung heavy in the overcast sky; I walked along the crowded streets, weaving in and out between the nameless faces whose pace I was forced to keep. Without a particular destination, I put one foot in front of the other, trusting I would find...
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My Stealthy Freedom Stealthy Freedoms of Iranian Women If you would like to make a difference in the world, here is an opportunity to be a freedom fighter, from the safety of your home. I would like to encourage you to like this website and support the incredibly brave work these people...
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There Is Still Time It is odd how one can become accustomed to the blows The initial strike seems unbearable You are certain the closed fist will be the last thing you feel As you lose your balance Finding your head repeatedly bouncing up and down Against the flat cement floor Whose ice-like...
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Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night by Dylan Thomas Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked...
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Shellshock! Welcome to Cybersecurity Awareness month! As a person who knows of many cyber-attacks that are not reported, I can say that I would not have imagined what I have seen. While I am concerned by the credit card numbers, and customer information that has been accessed by hackers, I am more concerned by...
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