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+ more bio informationThe dust had barely settled again, when we drove past and stirred it up. A hazy cloud of dirt swirled fiercely behind and around us, making it difficult to see out the back window, though there was nothing to see in the distance anyway. Something was growing; slowly, out in the fields. What ever it was, it couldn't have been... More..
Become my strength When I cannot stand, Be my direction When I cannot see, Be my touch When I cannot feel, Be my heart When I cannot love, Be my friend When I am lonesome, Be the arm To wipe my tears, Be the legs that walk me to the top To conquer all my fears. More..
A flicker of love in a young girls' heart; she waits, silent, for the pain to start. Love isn't reality it's simply a dream, and life isn't a fairytale, as it may seem. A sprinkle of hope and a glimpse of fate; she wonders how long she'll have to wait. Drowning faster as hope disappears, she tries to hide her sardonic tears.... More..
"There's no place like home. There's no place like home." She repeats to herself as she hopes to return to Kansas again. Our beloved Dorothy desires so much to make her way back home after not only meeting some of the most influential "people" in her life, but also after experiencing some of the most dangerous of things. I l... More..
It is upsetting when people get offended by symbols and objects that are part of our American history. The Civil War was a terrible time of separation for our country, but it was necessary to endure. If the war would never have been fought there would most likely still be slavery in America. Someone might argue that the conf... More..
Julianne Smith
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