The projectiles I fire
are specialized.
Simply put.
I weaponize words
mystical, sequential and
providentially
essential.
Deadly.
I impale
my foes
with what
they said.
That’s recycling
is it not?
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Author, Genealogist, Writer, Poet, Podcast Host, possessor of 2 cents, Blogger and eternal student of life, who harbors a firm belief in his Grandmother's mantra that:
"People need to get off of their rump and do something".
All while keeping in mind that a cheering section will often get in the way.
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