honor
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Tick…. tock….. tock of the clock, the bells, chiming along inside my urgency, latency, where I dwell, there are old wounds now to dispel…
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I began to think about a subject again this afternoon that I discussed this morning in the midst of a crisis that should, in the future, be easily avoided from insight provided by the past. I think very similarly about Black History Month they way I feel about Valentine’s day (if you haven’t read…
anita lorraine moore 