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I could feel the love, closeness, and devotion of everyone in that sanctuary; it was in their soft smiles, their bright eyes, the way they stood so close to one another. The atmosphere was deliciously warm and lovely. But it wasn’t for me. I was the interloper. How desperately I ached to feel like everyone else in that room! How I longed to fit in, to feel th…
Liberty Forrest
Sally Prag
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I write creative nonfiction essays and poetry. Rethinking life through my words. Sometimes too seriously, sometimes not seriously enough.
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