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Clouds Overhead

Her escape from her dorm room was like an escape from prison. She had been working...striving...slaving over work that was immensely...

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Knowing the Writer

My husband is my best friend. We have been married for upwards of seven years (!), and with every day that passes I become more aware of...

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Overshadowed

As I drove out of the parking lot, something seemed wrong.  I didn't quite feel right somehow, though I didn't know why.  I headed toward...

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