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For about a mile or so there was nobody else walking except me. The sun was hot. Why I didn't bring a hat, I had no idea. It could be that I'm growing..
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At the crest of the hill there is a tree; a big tree with lush branches that provides thick layers of shade. Sitting under the shade of the tree, you ..
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You can make all the excuses you want but the point is that you left us. With your departure, you left the life you had built for years behind you. I ..
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And then you appeared, walking down the hill, slowly and gracefully. Where do you derive that grace was a riddle I had always aspired to solve. To you..
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Inside the
building a wave of soothing warmth sweeps over you
You feel
relieved and alive again
It could be the
look on your face
It could..
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I knew him. I did. I spoke to him. For years we exchanged the morning pleasantries. Though he was a private type of person, he told me things. For ins..
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I remembered one early morning my mother and I went to Cactus Land. The sun had already risen, and the air was warm and felt gentle. Along the way we ..
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He could sense it. Everywhere around him there were
signs-evident signs. He could tell the wheel of life had slowed. That there was
an air of festiv..
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You
wake up now! Get that lantern and light it. Get moving!
What is
it, mom?
The cow
is about to give birth. Find the lantern and light i..
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The Savant, as his entourage of friends liked to call
him, descended Bus No. 22, halted his steps as the other commuters walked past
him, and lo..
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