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The Word Artist
Words have always been my art. They dance for me and sing for me. They laugh for me and cry for me. They are my paint and brushes. They are my clay.
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Esther Spurrill-Jones
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The Word Artist
Oct 16, 2022
I Never Went Trick or Treating
My parents believed Halloween was evil
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Esther Spurrill-Jones
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The Word Artist
Jan 13, 2021
Change the World
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Nove Otto poem
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Esther Spurrill-Jones
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Mar 10, 2020
He Wasn’t Jesus
But he played Him on stage
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