Cessna people say flying is heart-pounding, life-altering and soul-reaffirming. Writing SHOULD be like that. Heart-searching. :-)
Monday, December 14, 2020
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That wasn't serendipity. That's destiny. My mother wasn't there anymore. It's stark, pitch-dark. Colossal, abysmal despair. Then, I found her: My Lightning Bug. -- For my Print and E-books: Go here, please: http://pothi.com/pothi/ Here's my E-mail address: maqsoodqureshi@gmail.com
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