She was wildly allergic to many things out there in the world. There were those who joked that she should live in a bubble. But she didn’t. She still sought out nature and dirt and played out in the wild. She had an adventurous spirit, although she did things with precaution in mind.

That is why she kept an homage to nature in her backyard. It was both an escape and a reminder of the fragility of it all. It was a place to tinker and create as well as a place to make sure she was protected. It was a cacophony of emotions and inner-driven directives. Off she went again in the morning to experience a vast cauldron of thoughts, joys, and fears.
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SMiles Dear Miriam
i Named my Backyard
The Face Of God No Longer
Would
i Ever
Feel Alone
True More Than Words
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