Dear Diary, I must confess.
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I have a confession to make. It has been hard to read and write much of anything lately. I skim both headlines and posts, chapters and poems. I am scared, absolutely terrified in a way I have not been since I was a child, staring, watching vigilant. And all of that has been stirred while I am now a 54-year-old woman, res…
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