The wanting was a wilderness and I had to find my own way out of the woods. It took me four years, seven months, and three days to do it. I didn't know where I was going until I got there. It was a place called the Bridge of the Gods.
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- Author's profession: Writer
- Nationality: american
- Born: September 17, 1968
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