I dive into.
I witness the energy of women, embracing all that they embody. I perceive strength. exchanging, not one-sided. I behold grace.
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@dreamseasurf
we built a home of leftovers and light.
Then time whispered “move again”.
pretending we’re not just chasing the taste of something familiar.
Maybe home is a smell, or a joke,
or a hand that knows where yours is without looking.
Everything keeps slipping.
But you you’re the part that stays.
