Jennifer Cypert

  A lover of all the impossibles if only they are in my head.

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Perspective of the Imaginary
a year ago
Neil would come home from school and I would be waiting for him. As soon as he saw me, his face lit up. A smile so big and bright it filled the room and also my heart. He said, "There you are! Right w...