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A Poem by Janine Ouellette Sullivan

A Poem by Janine Ouellette Sullivan no one or thing can ease the withering of a lonesome soul accept the echo within the empty forest, crashing of wave upon ancient stone. it is in the heart of nature’s solitude where spirit gathers resolve to hear the calling forth...
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