A woman cried,“God help me! God help me!”Her hands clutched her chest,beating it,lifting it,dropping it—like a child playing catchwith something […]
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One of my co-workers even asked what I did to Oga. That was when I clocked how toxic the atmosphere might be.
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Do you remember the first time we met? I saw the twinkle in your eyes and heard the ripple in
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Dear Hummingbird, Help me o, My future husband has Sister-zoned me o. Ah! The first day I saw him, I
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She called it the dance of the rain —all that unfolded once the skies turned grey: the daunting and hovering gloom of the atmosphere;
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The first time she died:Her wings withered, then fell;Her petals shrivelled and dried.Burnt herbs turned to embers, the colour of
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Dear Hummingbird, There was a time I believed my cousin was my sister. Back then, I would never have believed
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AM I SAYING THE WRONG THINGS, OR PRAYING THE WRONG WAY? – Episode 2 Matthew 6:7-8 says, “When you pray,
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Dear Hummingbird, My best friend and I have been close since we were kids; some may even call us sisters.
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