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I believe the only real estate I require are the stones, twigs, feathers and memories I gather from the places I visit. When I see, touch and hold them, I am swept back to the moment I reached for them. Once again I hold it for the first time, when I ever so gently placed it into my pocket, letting all the elements of being where I was return. - dbA
#2 The words that are left are folded and tucked away in your mind, are the words that are haunting you and screaming to be released. - dbA Chronologies, Excerpts, Fragments and Reflections! From The Journals of Dan Abernathy