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quietly. “I’d like that.”
the past didn’t feel like something chasing me.
It felt like something I could finally turn toward—
Not all at once.
Just… one step at a time.
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quietly. “I’d like that.”
the past didn’t feel like something chasing me.
It felt like something I could finally turn toward—
Not all at once.
Just… one step at a time.
ADVERTISEMENT
ADVERTISEMENT