Kentucky Kaleidoscope
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My family is not descended from royalty. We have nothing of consequence nor of large value. We are not incredible. Nor are we ordinary. And we are not strikingly dull. We are who we are. We are off and sometimes normal. We are you. Sometimes we are no one. We are alone. And on occasion not so alone. Our story is unique. Our story is our own.
Our story could be your story. You will understand what it is to be us. You'll understand what is to scream within your mind. If you can relate then keep reading. If you can not relate I suggest for you keep reading. Maybe you'll find us curious. A kaleidoscope of colors. Abstract and disorienting to the eye.
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