Blue tile strip below
Hot sun, blue sky above me
In between, I swim
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TM Skilton
TM Skilton has lived with severe dysgraphia for 70 years. Over the years, new technologies have progressively unleashed his ability to write. First a trickle, then a stream, now a flood. It has to go somewhere, right?
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