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- Author: Tim Morrison
- Publisher: AuthorHouse
- ISBN-10: 1467062731
- ISBN-13: 9781467062732
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 1.2 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English
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Gingerly bending to gather the pieces he couldn't reach, he paused as an unusual pair of legs captured his attention. He hesitated to look up. One was real. One was not. Fourth Down and Tomorrow to Go There is a force beyond us, a power unmoved by weapons, and a peace no army can destroy. We must surrender what we are for what we might become. Spirit of the Ukraine "No, not intentionally ... sometimes, we're just out a control. We believe we have control, but we don't. And before despair strikes ... your spirit takes over ..." Snow Runner A distant memory, like radiation filling empty space, unseen, yet full of energy, forced its emergence into my subconscious. On Tiny Wings Nobody knew we were here. We gazed in awe along the trail ... the physical history of our journey buried beneath the purest snow. The Intruder He studied the smooth softness of her numbed left side. Creases recorded memories with each experience. Her intense awareness merged with another dimension of the wilderness hidden from him. Home
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- Author: Tim Morrison
- Publisher: AuthorHouse
- ISBN-10: 1467062731
- ISBN-13: 9781467062732
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 1.2 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English English
Gingerly bending to gather the pieces he couldn't reach, he paused as an unusual pair of legs captured his attention. He hesitated to look up. One was real. One was not. Fourth Down and Tomorrow to Go There is a force beyond us, a power unmoved by weapons, and a peace no army can destroy. We must surrender what we are for what we might become. Spirit of the Ukraine "No, not intentionally ... sometimes, we're just out a control. We believe we have control, but we don't. And before despair strikes ... your spirit takes over ..." Snow Runner A distant memory, like radiation filling empty space, unseen, yet full of energy, forced its emergence into my subconscious. On Tiny Wings Nobody knew we were here. We gazed in awe along the trail ... the physical history of our journey buried beneath the purest snow. The Intruder He studied the smooth softness of her numbed left side. Creases recorded memories with each experience. Her intense awareness merged with another dimension of the wilderness hidden from him. Home
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