I was 'durdinah' in the past. I struggled picking up where I left off.
'Dzhan' means: soul.

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Why Have You Come Here

July 19, 2019
Years past, I awoke cold and wild in the all consuming darkness of my bed and my room and night.  And ocean of waves that swept over me with the vision of a young woman I'd known walking away, reflecting below and being lifted away by a multitude of hands.  We touched one another's hair,…
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