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Sweet Scent of Bells ~ Christine Bialczak #writephoto

  I made my sticks a teepee and hoped that they would stay I wanted to enjoy the bells in case they went away. Continue reading at Stine Writing

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My Soul ~ Christine Bialczak #writephoto

My Soul My soul flows freely like a river flooded by the rains surrounded by rock to hold me together leading someplace new always changing always present. Continue reading at Stine Writing

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Memory ~ Christine Bialczak #writephoto

He knew if was here. If only he had drawn himself some sort of map! He didn’t think he would forget so easily. It had been only two short years when they came to The Rocks. This was one of … Continue reading

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Imagine this ~ Christine Bialczak #writephoto

Imagine your mind is a calm pond still waters, beautiful reflections needing no one but itself to sustain the life it holds. Imagine your life is a calm pond still waters, full of life holding each creature in safety providing … Continue reading

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Stream of Thought ~ Christine Bialczak #writephoto

Each drop of water Is different from the rest With only God knowing Which one is the best. Continue reading at Stine Writing

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Keep ~ Christine Bialczak #writephoto

Keep They tried to keep it secret They tried to keep her safe She was a lovely lady She’s sometimes called a waif. Up in the tower hidden with no one there to call She dreamed about her savior climbing … Continue reading

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Fume ~ Christine Bialczak #writephoto

Through the trees we could see the thick smoke billowing up from what we believed was the medical camp. The lights from the camp illuminated the smoke, giving it an eerie glow that faded to gold as it moved farther … Continue reading

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