The Window to Our Past

Unlocking the Secrets of Memory through the Power of Preservation.

By Rodney ConnorPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

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A window to time,

our memories locked away,

in this sacred space.

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Rodney Connor

Rodney Connor is a passionate writer from Quiet Dell, WV who loves to craft engaging content. Whether it's fiction, non-fiction, or poetry, Rodney pours his heart and soul into every word he writes.

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