by Nan Jones @NanJonesAuthor I grabbed a fresh cup of coffee, its hefty aroma calling to me from an ocean of deep thoughts. I stepped out onto my porch. Settling into my rocking chair, I
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by Nan Jones @NanJonesAuthor I grabbed a fresh cup of coffee, its hefty aroma calling to me from an ocean of deep thoughts. I stepped out onto my porch. Settling into my rocking chair, I
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