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Stories by Mary Mckindree
One of a kind, just like everyone...
We're all our own person, or are we all exactly the same?
The Space Between the Seasons
Writing is screaming with a pen the hurts and joys that run through my heart.
Sunlight Falls Like Rain
The older I get, the more I try to forget.
The more my hands get dirty, because the world is not pretty.
The...