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Teaching is my passion, reading my inspiration, poetry - one outlet. And Jesus, my Redeemer. I lean hard.
"For poems are not words, after all, but fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, something as necessary as bread in the pockets of the hungry." -Mary Oliver
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Karen, again you made my jaw drop with astounding truth wrapped in simplicity and everyday words. I love this.
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