The Day After the Winter Solstice:
~ quiet awakening on the outside; grand canyon scale echoing on the inside
It might be easier on the eyes to read fewer words on this page - not an essay, but an ode; not a story weave but a poem where only the powerful feelings are left on the page as every non-essential w…
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