Dec. 11, 2014


by Michael Cropps (author's profile)



Deserted in a foreign land far away from home, far away from civilization, something like an island. Few adjust and now content with never leaving. Some can see the horizon. People die here in their endeavor to rescue there self. Some die by their own doing. Others cause bodily harm to individuals with makeshift weapons masquerading intentions to kill. Mostly for position or reputation, when all are powerless with no true position.



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rondey1 Posted 9 years, 5 months ago. ✓ Mailed 9 years, 5 months ago   Favorite
Thank you for allowing me to have a glimpse of what your life is like. I read all of your writings and was moved to tears. I love you so much, you have no idea.You are always on my mind and I carry you in my heart. Your cousin Celeste

EricaJM Posted 9 years, 4 months ago. ✓ Mailed 9 years, 4 months ago   Favorite
I cant believe the depth in your words ! Thinking of you often as I read your words I cant imagine your struggle ... the end is coming and you have a chance !!! Keep writing!!

Michael Cropps Posted 9 years, 3 months ago.   Favorite
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Maureen23 Posted 3 years, 8 months ago. ✓ Mailed 3 years, 7 months ago   Favorite
Hey Michael my name is Maureen. I would love to have the opportunity to meet you one day. Hopefully very soon. Please let me know if you can see this. Love your baby sister

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