Once the storm passed, I was able to see clearly.
The beauty that was in front of me.
Around me.
Sometimes, a surprising encounter with the past is needed to measure growth. And to remind us that the present is where we belong.
Time does heal all wounds. If we allow it to.
The beauty that was in front of me.
Around me.
Sometimes, a surprising encounter with the past is needed to measure growth. And to remind us that the present is where we belong.
Time does heal all wounds. If we allow it to.
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