This is the home I longed for/ this is the home I miss. It wasn't claimed by the storms. It was claimed by a gentler rain.
Read More“At some point you have to trust your judgment, draw the lines, and create your masterpiece.”
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This is the home I longed for/ this is the home I miss. It wasn't claimed by the storms. It was claimed by a gentler rain.
Read More“At some point you have to trust your judgment, draw the lines, and create your masterpiece.”
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