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Love Lives On
Love Lives Onby Michael DoyleDriving around the middle of the nationTrying to stimulate my daughters’ imaginationsAnd love for seeing the beauty of this nationLike their grandmother would have; if the situationHad somehow allowed this to followIf she had thrived; but … Continue reading →
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