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…uickly determine how things were going to go. I could tell if my dad was going to argue with my mum by the way the garage door opened. I could tell by the keys going into the lock whether or not my mum was going to give me the silent treatment for the day.
Diana C.
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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Horrid stress for a young Empath
J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself
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