Stef AmfiPix

No Warning

     The tender words traveled to New York City with her. When the tall sky failed to quell her anxiety, out came Lina’s—use all your eyes; Grandfather’s spirit makes magic; Mother’s my girl Pandora; Father’s lucky eight…to reign in the sadness.      Use all your eyes because of the clam shells Dora buried by one...

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