For her, 3 a.m. has always been the harshest hour. The hour when her memories refuse to hide.
For her, 3 a.m. has always been the harshest hour. The hour when her memories refuse to hide.

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For her, 3 a.m. has always been the harshest hour. The hour when her memories refuse to hide.
© 2019 By Duane Kirby Jensen, 
9 x 12 watercolor, ink, and graphite on watercolor paper

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