When Magic Dies.

I’ve been thinking a lot about death lately; perhaps it’s because I’m growing older myself.

Yet another regrettable thing about death is the ceasing of your own unique brand of magic. This “magic” — uniquely yours, took an ENTIRE LIFETIME to develop and perfect.

-your quips, oddities, witticisms, your smirk at inappropriate moments, your duck walk — the shuffle of your feet pointed outwards as you walk along…

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Bethany Nelson-Lieser

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Relax. We're all crazy. It's not a competition. I believe in equality, restorative justice and speaking our truths. Former addict, former felon, former inmate.

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