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    Red Lines: Designs of the Mind
    Red Lines: Designs of the Mind
    Red Lines: Designs of the Mind
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    Red Lines: Designs of the Mind

    By J.R. LaMar

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    Red Lines: Designs of the Mind is a poetic collection, exploring the imagination and its power to shape the future. Join author/illustrator J.R. LaMar on a journey that is truly eye-opening, as he ventures out of reality and into the vivid constructs of his own mind.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJollyRhymes Books
    Release dateMay 1, 2021
    ISBN9781952717048
    Red Lines: Designs of the Mind
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    J.R. LaMar

    J.R. LaMar is a 29-year-old author/illustrator who believes in the power of books and the joy they bring to others. It is his opinion there is no greater gift to give than that of joy. J.R. lives on the beautiful Oregon Coast where he fills the role as the leader of children's ministries at his local church. LaMar is an avid reader who loves going on bike rides with his wife and five children. They thank God each day for the opportunities they've been given.

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