She Learned To Smile Later: A Photographic Novella
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How gentle was the morning.
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Thinking of family.
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My radiant tutor. We would spend fun times together.
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Teddy in bed.
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I learned that some events were beyond my control.
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The beauty inside. The terror outside.
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Maybe if I had been a doll, I could process these thoughts.
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My internal voice faded in and out like a weak radio signal.
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New home.
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Neighbors.
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That slimy man.
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Dream confusion.
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Murky shadows shifted.
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I saw myself looking in at her. Two of me.
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Revenge satisfies the brain.
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I ran from town among the fields.
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Never before was I so aware of nakedness. Yet, guilt forces me to consider a disguise...perhaps a mask.
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This new reality was still a strange fit like a broken typewriter that hesitates between constructing new words.
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Grateful that I never forgot to play.
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Sisters unite. No words.
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I do not want to juggle the multiple personas. I am fifteen.
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A spiritual world began to appear.
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My guardian raven could foretell the future.
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Trance journey. Human to spiritual world. She learned that smoke is believed to attract spirits.
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Transformed night. Emotions now rule and many messages influence decision-making.
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Luminous light invites, though deep chasms threaten.
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A young fawn guards. Sleep, protection, calm.
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This wild hair empowered me to "reach out".
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A sense of weightlessness.
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You're on stage, like it or not.
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Dancing under the stars. Fantasy blooms.
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Can I become secure for finding love?
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My presentation to the public is through non-verbal communication.
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Yes, I am an adult. I discover an exquisite elegant grown up guise.
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I think I now start to flirt.
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I learned to smile when I reached 30 years old.
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Holding hands has to be one of the most romantic things a couple can do.
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A feeling of self-worth. A connection to others.
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A radiant new dawn.
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Let me float.
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The presistent grip of memories might darken on any sparkling day.
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The golden aura of sunshine pulls me skyward.
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