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There is the truth of history, and there is the truth of what a person remembers. As {she} sat at the edge of {the lake}, memory blossoms floated unbounded, as though breathed, no words spoken. Like birds that fly across national borders, between countries at war at each other.Rebecca Wells
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Sidda can't help herself. She just loves books. Loves the way they feel, the way they smell, loves the black letters marching across the white pages...Rebecca Wells
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See, she goes places when she reads. I know all about that. When I'm reading, wherever I am, I'm always somewhere else.Rebecca Wells
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Good Lord didn't mean for us to hate ourself. He made us to love ourself like He do, with wide open arms.Rebecca Wells
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...Don't ever worry bout bein holy, babychild. Just keep your eyes wide open except when you sleep. Then let the Lord's mighty vision see you through the night.Rebecca Wells
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Sometimes I wonder if any of us are cut out for the lives we lead.Rebecca Wells