She Smelled Like Herself, Like The Wind

I Really Am A Believer That 99.99% Of All The Stories We Need, Not Only As Artists But As Human Beings, Not Only As Writers But As Readers, Haven't Been Written Yet. Certainly Haven't Been Published Yet.

We All Have A Blind Spot And It's Shaped Exactly Like Us.

She's Sensitive, Too. Takes To Hurt The Way Water Takes To Paper.

What Else She Doesn't Know: That The Man Next To Her Would End Up Being Her Husband And The Father Of Her Two Children, That After Two Years Together He Would Leave Her, Her Third And Final Heartbreak, And She Would Never Love Again.

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