Skies of snowy peaks
Above roads from anywhere
Beg me to come home.
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Phar West Nagle
Poet, author, lover, mother, friend.
Lover of mystery, the supernatural, psychology, philosophy, and the poetry that lives in all of us.
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Vale Perficientur
"My tears need a minute to find the edges of my face. If you'll please excuse me." The sarcasm stabbed into Juliana’s heart. Antonia glared at her from the pit of the Lyceum as her student fought to hold back tears that had nothing to do with the pain in her fingers. “You’re better than this, again.”
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