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I need to fit a lifetime in; so I follow my own path from my life experience of prejudice, social exclusion to eventual social isolation leading to a tragic outcome ...
How I find my inner creativity is testament to a love and faith, of a once vibrant man who is now no longer singing away in our home ... and the few who have since had the time to care ... with patience ... I am not easy to be with right now ...
And as yet another year since, has passed by. I have found I am able to write, inspire and capture moments of colour in varying shades of my once pencil tones of grey to a vibrancy of colour and tones and hues ... I thought had gone for ever ...
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