resilience
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To Fly Again
The last thing I wanted to do today was witness death. The thought filled me with all kinds of sadness. There was nothing I could realistically do. “Just please be ok, little bird.” Continue reading
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This is Different
I am no stranger to the dark and the sad, to the depths of painful expression Most of my life it was all that I knew, but for windows of respite, pockets of light It isn’t unfamiliar. It is unwelcome. Continue reading
I can I know 