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She brushed out landscapes with her words as deftly as any impressionist master and speed-trekked us from where we sat to scenes of transcendent beauty. Each day I awaited her verbal canvases with self-indulgent anticipation. But one day all was all different. What was this horrific account of of unspeakable Afghan tragedy - A wandering woman whose final defeat, after all she loved had been butchered, was hope beyond all recovery dragging her feet through the dust? I picked up my heart from out of the soil to ask her, "were you there?" She was  - with a physician's bag for Cindy is a doctor who eschews a suburban clinic to defy all danger and be where life would fail without her healing craft and care. Dodging bullets, sputum and mortal threats, Cindy fights life's most essential battles and so uplifts the standard of our species. The next day Cindy painted for us a verdant mountain scene whose whispering streams and fragrance exceeded all I'd every witnessed. I wonder where she is. September, 2013
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Sep 26, 2013
Sep 26, 2013 at 1:13 PM UTC
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She brushed out landscapes with her words as deftly as any impressionist master and speed-trekked us from where we sat to scenes of transcendent beauty. Each day I awaited her verbal canvases with self-indulgent anticipation. But one day all was all different. What was this horrific account of of unspeakable Afghan tragedy - A wandering woman whose final defeat, after all she loved had been butchered, was hope beyond all recovery dragging her feet through the dust? I picked up my heart from out of the soil to ask her, "were you there?" She was  - with a physician's bag for Cindy is a doctor who eschews a suburban clinic to defy all danger and be where life would fail without her healing craft and care. Dodging bullets, sputum and mortal threats, Cindy fights life's most essential battles and so uplifts the standard of our species. The next day Cindy painted for us a verdant mountain scene whose whispering streams and fragrance exceeded all I'd every witnessed. I wonder where she is. September, 2013
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Sep 26, 2013
Sep 26, 2013 at 1:13 PM UTC
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