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Debbie Nicholson

 

 

Faith does move in mysterious ways. The spiritual journey of love, laughter and tears was not yet to be finished. Tragedy and sorrow was to be revisited once more. Spiritual enlightenment was needed to be found once more. Excerpt: It was a year ago that I had woke. The fatal end looming thick in the air. The day my life was shattered. My heart ripped out and my soul lost. It was a time I grieved so deep that black skies were present. A day my tears should of been 24kt gold. A time I wish I could totally forget.

Deb Nicholson is a true writer of the soul she has a way of putting words on paper and into your heart.

LuAnn
 

It's always an indeed pleasure to read such fine well written artistic work such as this.
Aleia Bennett

 

 

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