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    Turning Page, Falling Sand
    Turning Page, Falling Sand
    Turning Page, Falling Sand
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    Turning Page, Falling Sand

    By Faircloth Kirk

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    A collection of original poems about human nature, American culture, and life in general. These poems wrestle with issues that can tear a person apart. "Turning Page, Falling Sand" is about finding peace in the midst of chaos, and faith in the face of apostasy.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherFaircloth Kirk
    Release dateJun 8, 2011
    ISBN9781458024367
    Turning Page, Falling Sand
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    Faircloth Kirk

    Faircloth Kirk was born in the United States of America, where he still lives to this day. He can be contacted at fairclothkirk@gmail.com

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