What is it about this day that makes it so beautiful? Is it the swing of the air? Or the way that the hairs of my arms are riding high with excitement?
Whatever it is I’m so here for it.
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A selfish poet
Where inner voices come to shine
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Everything for Moms and beyond.
Some sharings along the road