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Will You Still Need Me? Will You Still Feed Me?

Imbolc                                                 Waxing Bridgit Moon Iconic birthdays.    Sweet sixteen.  18-old enough to die.  21–when I was young, this was THE iconic birthday.  Ok to drink.  Woops.  A few years later I was an alcoholic.  Then for my generation there was 30.  … Continue reading

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