Shallowater Children
Sand-peppered wind, beckoned when I was about five-years-old. It had a hollow, spirited sound, and I listened. No fear, no questions, just acceptance. Though not a native, West…
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Shallowater Children
Sand-peppered wind, beckoned when I was about five-years-old. It had a hollow, spirited sound, and I listened. No fear, no questions, just acceptance. Though not a native, West…