With flowers and fairies and soft furry toysand a book on the wonder of water and the
Bible on my bedside table to keep my fears
at bay, I am ready to face insomnia or dream
the night away
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Remember the desert game where the
cube represents our self-image? This is
what my cube looks like, my brittle self-
esteem made of glass, it will break when
it falls but it is tough and it lets the light
through and reflects rainbows when rays
strike it at the right angles….
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