I shan't forget, the kindness of angels, as far away as mountain
tops and ever close as a bee to the hive. When the grip of reality
uncomfortably takes control, your soft inner wings, so gentle I hold.
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thanks for your comments on posts at our blog and do keep visiting and I also got an opportunity to visit ur nice blog
Unfortunately Mr. or Mrs. Anonymous I don't know where to keep visiting. If you sign in with your post ID I can check back, but thank you anyway for the compliment.
I wanted to thank all of you who have been emailing me and sharing your own personal stories. It just makes me that much more aware of how wide spread and how many people are affected, and of course how much more we have to do to achieve our goals of a better place for the future of our children.
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