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A beautiful poem about HISTORY
Here’s a wondrous birthday gift that I received from my talented sister-in-law, Kersti Worsley. She wrote me a poem about HISTORY. Take your time and read it aloud… History is the hot breath of time on the back of your neck, History is the empty eye sockets of a Tyrannosaurus Rex, History is the
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