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STEPHEN COPELAND
AUTHOR & STORYTELLER
Garden Soul
Sweet soul, you’re lost again, your heart tangled in your ego’s vines, your mind cluttered with the weeds of uncertainty, the thorns of...
The Mystery of the Night
I have always dreaded the inescapable reality of sleep. It reminds me of my finitude, my overall frailty, the reality that my body cannot...
A Critic's Prayer
Whatever happened today, whatever successes, whatever failures, whatever distractions, let it go. There will be another day. And if there...
A Simple Song for an Anxious Mind
Have you ever stopped and listened? To the clanking silverware, to the cicada choir, to the hum of a dozen engines at an intersection, to...
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