My oldest
and one of the most artistic persons I know.
When I speak to her over the phone, I can feel, sense her taking it all in,
listening in the way the earth does;
reacting only if it is necessary, if she speaks it will be justified.
She has lived in many places, each time absorbing her surroundings,
expounding them into countless words of conversation and creatively written words.
She is a writer, and a stronghold of prose....
and I am very proud of her.
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