The crackling fireplace,
Hypnotic flame warms cold nights,
Heat which spits will burn.
About the Creator
Dana Mary Colleen Campbell
I hope you enjoy what you read here. Thank you for joining me on this journey, while I continually create a better, stronger, more brilliant version of myself both professionally and personally.
Peace, Love & Light xo -Dana
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