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My name is Jay North. During my lengthy career I have been published with grand total of 30 books and 8000 articles-and now I'm providing professional writing services for you, too! . .
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"Una obra de arte nunca se termina, solo se abandona." "El tiempo es una imagen móvil de la eternidad". "Dualidad" (Arte digital) "Una imagen es un acto y no una cosa". . .
"The Dreamweaver Saga" reminds me why I love the fantasy genre so much 
Last night after my kung fu class (he types while nibbling on a juicy olive - hell these things are divine), I completed the main planning for the first Dreamweaver Saga novel, which means I got to... . .
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Book Referees 
Today we're excited to share the cover for Hollie Porter Builds a Raft, the sequel to Must Love Otters by Eliza Gordon! Hollie Porter Builds a Raft is an adult romantic comedy and releases this fall. . .
Author Maxwell Kobina Acquah who is also known as Kobina Yeful and has a pen name YEFULKAY and preferred to be called Maxwell Kobina Acquah Yeful is anointed Bible teacher and author who write abso... . .
I found this photo quote online this morning and as soon as I saw it I knew what I would write about. . .
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I sat so merry in my abode
Loving hands around me
I dreamt of such glorious days
One day i would see
I remember the day I left
My room
I closed the door behind me
One quick look again
Then walked away
The room which would always remind me
The glorious days I had dreamt
I did merrily spent
How little did I then know
Life turns on a dime
My room is now not as it was
When I closed the door
Behind me
My room now is a prison
But not how one would invision
It is one of sorrow and grief
Sadness burns into the bare walls
I catch my breath
And weep
Why did thou'st doth betray?
The room which once embraced me
I ask with riddled heart
Jagged and torn
Which wicked riddles have I thus sought?
I sit still
I am now my room
No dreams as once before
I age before my open door
In my room long ago
I sat merrily in my loving abode
Loving hands did hold me
All gone
My room and myself
Now one
Two thrust to be together
Forever
Alone