There’s still blood on my hands as I sit down to right this. I lie, I’m not sitting down. I’m lying naked in the grass with that blood on my hands. There’s a redtail hawk calling in the sky above me telling me I should share what’s true in the true that I see. That hawk was my mentor and my best friend Rich…
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