Jane Doe was eating clover back by the fire pit several evenings in a row. Even odder, she was by herself when she came to nibble on the blooming white flowers. I don't know if her fawn was hidden back in the brush by the property line. I hope they are somewhere safe.
I Give Up
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Seriously, I just give up. I've been fighting depression brought on by
Seasonal Affective Disorder over the last two months, and my writing is
showing it...
2 hours ago
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