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Every life flows like water towards the sea. In tiny trickles or torrents that burn with foam we rush forward. The smaller flows get caught up in the greater and one and all we are swept a common goal; towards destiny, an afterlife, through life, to destination unknown. Each of us has many pools in our stream, swift moving rills and deep waters. Here you will find my tales, woven of the substanceless stuff that comprises our current. These words form pools or swift falling cataracts. Enjoy them, bask in their flow and feel the texture of thought and emotion.
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