Imp - if you will email me a short biographical sketch, I will include it here.
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Imp and her Dad when he took her out of the
Childrens Home at age 8
the day i received my registered nurse badge at
21 years old
My beloved son and I when he was 12 months old.
Me in my garden year before last
Vagrant Winds do murmur through my tree of desire,
Inside the trunk and boughs, a need so dire,
Vanity is cast on this wanton wind of lust
Instead of saved-- and spawned on every gust.
Eternal Blizzard----I am lost.
Never to love... nor count the cost
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