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Daren has extensive experience leading youth development professionals in an educational setting, as well as demonstrated success managing, coaching and training staff. He hasworked with young people for over a decade. He currently serves as the Technical Assistance Manager for the Partnership for Children and Youth, an advocacy and capacity building organization. Prior to servingPARSED CONTENT
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What life is this? The hours of my everyday. Drip sleepless from my eyes. They rush to the depths of dreams. They fight to be heard. One moment amongst all moments. A way to make themselves happen. Happen in the reality outside of me. Blood A Memory My Lips Shall Not Forget. All things in a wave across my face. And I am none of this.