short pieces
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The day the mine collapsed, her new husband came home unscathed, covered in dirt and dust from head to toe. She counted each and every blessing as she inspected him and scrubbed him clean. Wrapped up in the desperation of newlyweds, she counted her blessings as her hands explored his body. Once they were finished,
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It was an age old tradition, taking the old and making it new. She watched her grandmother soak the old clothes into the dye and make them new again. Always solid colors and never anything too showy. She had a different style and decided to try a new technique. “Look grandma!” She said, holding up