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“We become the shinning light of spirit, just as we can see the glow of spirit within all that is.”

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“Tongue and hand tied. It cut me off, trapped and held me within my own silent dark word tomb.”

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“The ink line drawing flowed the cursive journey, created on paper canvas that brought the story to life.”

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“A word garden blooming within the tangled weeds.”

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“The stopwatch threat hung over me. I set the timer with shaky clammy fingers. The silent reckoning with the not-so-silent alarm blast at the end of the merciless countdown commenced.”

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“Miranda Writes: Anything you say or do may be used for or against you within a story by a writer”

“Hardened cement chunks languished on the ground. Gray dust particles spewed into every crevice. The wordless, like the homeless, desired this place as a sheltered haven.”

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“Words combine with ever-widening blood puddles spilled from the suffocating death wounds.”

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“I knew all too well the damage of scarlet ink smeared across page-after-page offering neither encouragement nor any compliments at all.”

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“His eyes never blinked or wavered from mine, encompassing me in a controlling field.”

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“His eyes, if anything, gleamed even more bright, having found the treasure he sought.”

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