Mark Ryan posted: "Between the moments. Straddling the sigh. The light there in your eyes. What seeps into the space between. Bookended against love and needful things. What must I give, to receive. This alchemy on the tempering waves of now. In the dwindling darkness of de"
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Ghost Homesteads of the Blue Ridge Mountains
What remains after the forests reclaim the homes and lives that once filled them ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ...
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Rex Sikes posted: " Take this quote of William Atkinson Walker's to heart. Understand it and apply it in your life. ...
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