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Month: January 2016

Peter’s Prize #5

Are you destined to suffer? Oh troubled mind? Pay a penalty So defrauded Left behind? Patience in the moment You will one day find Your joy, your light Your peace. It was a sleepless night when Peter wrestled with his bed, and as if a voice had spoken, he claimed his answers.. Pain had opened the window from this world to the one beyond and Peter discovered it was not the end but the beginning. ...
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Peter’s Prize #4

Alma was once again awakened from her heavy memories to the reality of her day. She looked down at Peter with sad eyes and felt a surge of love reappear in her heart. She hadn't felt anything for so long she had thought she would never feel again. The rush of warm feelings felt like a wave of optimism she had long forgotten. Peter was her healer. She brushed his hair sideways and placed a soft...
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Peter’s Prize #3

Alma drew her finger across her forehead as she recalled hesitatingly climbing into the car that day and feeling her nausea moving from her stomach to her throat. The car took off like a fire and Alma began to fade as she became the punching bag for hours of angry accusations. She used to try to fix the problems but had learned she couldn't create the change for this man who found pleasure in her...
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Peter’s Prize #2

It hadn't always been this way for Alma, she came from a decent home as far as homes were to go.  She fell in love. Love of all things should have been her bloom, but instead became her sad journey of doom. Lies come so easy when one's motives are domination. The man she fell for was not what he seemed at first. So full of hope and admiration! But sometimes the flames of passion come from...
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Peter’s Prize #1

He didn't seem like much at first. All hands and toes and that big head. The woman packed up her newborn with hesitation and stepped out into the cold night air. She wasn't in the best frame of mind on such a day as the birth of her tiny little child, but she packed him up as if he were a package sent from a distant place. She walked the weary side road to the lamp lights that were to be her...
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