It was a night when drinking whiskey and fragrant grape based pomace slowly closes her eyes. Her head slightly drops down over her shoulder while the stars exposes itself behind the dark clouds and the starlight kisses her brown cheek a sad goodnight. Her body retires from a midnight crowd while the breeze of the air that surrounds her whispers a soft farewell to the moonlight.
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Welcome to DaZ Journal… Writing is my passion. But my years of writing and graduating into the field of Journalism was never easy putting me into being a good Journalist. Though the chance was probably slim to none, this hasn’t stopped me into writing. I still spent my years writing my thoughts down through Journal, especially when I’m down in the dumps. Now that blogging has tremendously evolved, the piece of writing thoughts, sharing ideas, connecting with other bloggers and readers finally brought me way in getting my dreams to finally get off the ground. Thank you for stopping by on my blog and I hope you enjoyed it. Yours, DaZ View all posts by DaZ