By Randle Loeb on Jan 24, 2011 | In Caring and Surviving, Citizenship and Stewards By Randle Loeb
reading back over this and reflecting over the years that seem to have passed it is a watershed. I recognize the genre, the structure of the writing, which I never had a chance to read .................. all the air escaped from my balloon. Ways to ends, means to numb the spirit, spinning off course, resolutely stepping into the dim foggy bottom of distant dreams and the drone of the horn calling, come home safely.
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