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Her voice? She had no voice. She didn't speak often, but on those rare occasions when she did speak, no one heard. No one care about what she might say, neither her thoughts nor her dreams. so she spoke less and less. until one day her voice was gone, and her dreams were dead. Yet there was still hope. There was still love, and the light of love restored her lost voice. Her dreams soared on wings like eagles, and she sang with her new voice, a new song.
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You've found listening eyes here, Mia. Words that ring familiar come through loud and clear from this heartfelt piece.
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Thank you. I wrote this during my healing journey in 2015 as I traveled in my minivan. I spent 2 months camping and cycling in Central FL. I love it down there.
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I enjoyed this - well done.
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I agree with the others ...
thank you for sharing ... |
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I enjoyed this - well done. Thank you! |
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I agree with the others ...
thank you for sharing ... Thanks!!! |
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