Read Ink

Reading through a writer’s lens.

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  1. The Journey of life, Day to Day, Hour to Hour, I’m here in the moment, but a million miles away. Space and time don’t exist, only me.

    But, It’s nice to be “around the campfire” once again with the Wicked Pen…here now?

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