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Flowers. Bold, beautiful yet fragile. Everyone has a favorite and an iconic symbol to engage attention to subjects especially in the 1970's. Yet the power of flowers comes in many forms, not just the flowers, but their versatility in perfumes, scented products, and consumeables and medicines. While our nation was celebrating "peace not war" ladies could be seen in abundance with flowers in their hair. Songs were the steady diet in many songs of love, nature and growing up.In some places, flowers are revered in religious rituals, arrivals in...
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The soft waves caressed my hair and rocked my body in the coarse shell laden beach. I slowly rolled over and threw up. "OK , I'm breathing, that's good!" I don't remember much as I sat up and picked seaweed and bits of debris from my hair and now naked body. "Shit! Where are my clothes? " I was slightly bruised and ached. "Where the hell am I?" My head throbbed and my throat burned from the sea water. As I gathered my strength and looked around I was alone on a beach that was littered with debris. Cold and still shaky, I stood up and limped ...
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Henry was packing his gear. As he picked and placed each item in the bag he began reminiscing about trips he'd taken in the past. Henry was a staunch loner. He preferred to travel alone because he always felt others slowed his travels down. His clothing packed tightly with small bags of medicinal drugs for emergencies and back up funds he closed the bag and picked it up. It was amazingly light considering the amount of things he'd put in it. Henry made his way to the door. Set down the bag. "One down, two more to go!"Henry walked into his ki...
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