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  • Growth

  • my eyes (only)

  • Ancestral Trauma

    It has been too long, but long is never gone, for tomorrow, no matter how long, shall arise once again as long as your essence allows it! Today, I sit in a memoir of my own life. A reality of hurt and pain. A reality of my ancestry. A reality of truth. Thoughts of my…

  • Papa

    What a beautiful site: He sat in tanned clothing, He was as handsome as can be with a clean shavened face. He wore the same paint stained watch I remembered as a child. Eloquent in an unfamiliar sitting position as he spoke of an intellectual topic. I gawked and took in every inch of his…

  • Another Year….

    Another year to depart from and say good-bye to, it was fun, it was sad and it was happy! A new year to embark on to renew yourself, to say bye to the old and hello to the new. Are you ready? Are YOU ready? I can’t hear you!! ARE YOU READY!!!!!????? (“ahem” as I…

  • Sweet Treats

  • Tickling Beard

    Tears not of fear, his fear, her fear, life fears or affairs, but of his beard that would tickle not her cheeks or her lips that would get raw from the immense pressure of his wired hair, but of  her heart that was once full of love. Truly departed not from her heart, but of…

  • Be Grateful

  • Lock Me In

    Lock me in stick it out Love me hard Not apart ©Cami*Star 2015

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