Paper Chains of Triangles

Sleeping At Last – Emphasis

This week was void of potential, or at least it seemed that way. It was as if my wings had been clipped and my dreams restrained for some unforeseen reason. I read something that was deeply nourishing to me, and it changed things. She said that I was created to bear much fruit. I don’t know what that looks like, but I choose to believe that it’s true.

I have to.

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