A life’s witness is scribbled, hummed, whispered, unfiltered, and very rare these days.
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See AllMy darling, your tired eyes do not go unnoticed, and your weary limbs are not ignored, though all seems against you, and you’ve walled...
Born fragile, every word against him cracked his confidence, so he armored himself with layers and layers, of thickened, smothering skin,...
There is a cardinal warm red against the sparkling white snow falling softly. And he gives me hope, like the little red cardinal of my...
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