"Don't pick flowers"
My mother said. "Look right and left" My mother said. "Say please, and thank you" My mother said. "Wash your hands" My mother said. But when I asked Why do people die? And why do people live? How come we dream at night? And why do people fight? She only said: "Because." She said: "Because." And I'm still asking.
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AuthorIn April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling. Categories
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