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When I quiet my mind, as to meditate, I only see you, remembering our talks, and in the silence of picturing you, feeling your presence Dad, tears roll down my cheek, my voice and breathing whimper, All I have within me, says I miss you… Melissa Palmer © Evolving Mirror 
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I am originally from British Columbia Canada, but have lived in Iowa, USA, for most of my life. Mom of four, Married. Hello, I am Archives
July 2021
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