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jeanne-gannonWhisper

F / American
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Chase in Control of his Body and MindAlmost time for recess! thinks Chase, feeling a rush of energy. / Maybe we’ll play kickball near the old oak tree. / Wanting to run and jump, he can only squirm in his seat.
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Apr 19, 2020
ShellBefore there was you, I was not me / I was simply the shell / around what I could be
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Nov 3, 2011
One Year Part IIMarch 20th, it's been a year / I'm remembering things / that i hold dear
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Nov 3, 2011
One YearJuly Thirty-first / It's been a year / Since we talked. Since you were here.
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Nov 3, 2011

@jeanne-gannon

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F / American
Joined 2011

The language of the soul emerges from the mind's eye through subtle hints suddenly transformed into words.

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