people actually dwell here.
the beauty of their stories captured my heart, and yet the reality of their “home” made me utterly exhausted with painful emotions.
so i wrote a blog about it. you can read more here.
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in our fleeting days.
{i'll be found in You.}
i am changing,
less & less asleep.
made of different stuff
than when i began.