It was simple to her, and of all the things that stood out, it was the smell of coffee brewing, and his warm embrace, and how the sun would break through the morning clouds after rain. There were no expectations just sweet realness in the moment. – Linda J. Wolff 2017

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Linda J. Wolff is an interurban word spinner and extrovert through many coffee-stained papers and owned by Rookie the hyperactive Pomeranian dog at Urban Poetry.

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