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She was flying — or rather, drifting. Gravity had no claim on her, and her body felt light as a speck of dust. The whirlwind twirled her wherever it wished, though could a whirlwind even have wished?
Mariana Busarova
Author, D. Denise Dianaty
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Intriguing transition
Artist, Poet, author, wife & mom May my epitaph be "She reflected love into the world."
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