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Rare times in a life we can find comfort with another. We need to hold on till the dream disappears.

I wrote for my children. A scary children story that is coming true.

A old story

Need strength and wisdom to change a world

We must fight to be alive.

It is terrible. We must lose everything to appreciate the good things.

A old true story.

I lived on the coastline of California for three years. No better place to be.

We need to show concern for Nature. Before she disappears.

I worry for the children. What will be left?