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Each one chewed bits of me and spit me back into yesterday’s empty belly of promises. But it was the Goddess that claimed me, slicing strips of my soul like bacon and burning my fingertips with her love.
Michael Ritoch
Henya Drescher
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Worthy of a second and third read. The whole piece.
Psychological thrillers writer, wife, mother, weightlifter, gardener. Stolen Truth on Amazon.
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