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An Ode to My Sister
As I start writing this, I don’t what it will turn into. All I know, is I’ve had these thoughts of her tumbling around in my head like polished stones since I left for Portugal. This will likely be a… Continue reading
As I start writing this, I don’t what it will turn into. All I know, is I’ve had these thoughts of her tumbling around in my head like polished stones since I left for Portugal. This will likely be a… Continue reading