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Words do carry grace. Like the words of this poem I was given as a gift today. In the stormy moondrifts,  of the world’s highest plateau – there are children’s faces as delicate as snowflakes. This might be a frozen landscape, children parentless,  and paralyzed by cold. yet someone is lighting a fire  on Himalayan … Continue reading

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