In addition to taking the time to remember the sacrifice of men and women is service to their country on this Memorial Day (USA), I spent some time proof-reading through poetry written eons ago. Memories of past friendships, heartaches, and determination flooded my mind, rehashing emotions I'd pushed aside. The age at which I wrote some of this stuff shocked me. Amazingly enough, I actually made it through two poetry books I hope to release this summer with cover reveals not too long in coming. I'm considering a twin release. What do you think?
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