The Dance of The PinesWith the flurries swirling the pines looked as though they were lifting their skirts ready for the music to begin.
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the young author at work
About Me
- Sandra Hamlett
- I'm a writer and student writing on the edge of finite and infinite. Join me as I struggle to find balance between the limitless possibilities of the "what if...?" and the finite world of life where time does not stretch on forever. Sometimes I make it work but mostly I get it all wrong which provides much useful writing material.
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