death
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The Seasons Still Change
It was winter when you died, Your least favorite season. Missing you is the only thing That keeps me warm. The snow is melting beneath my aching feet. The pollen this is all consuming And you’re still gone. You were The only one who could make Me laugh so hard my stomach Hurt. How can Continue reading
About Me
Hi there! I’m thrilled to have you join me on my blog. I write fiction, nonfiction, and everything in between.
In my free time, I like to keep busy with a variety of hobbies. I’m an avid reader and writer, I love to knit, crochet, and embroider.
At the end of the day, though, my main priority is spending time with my loved ones. Whether it’s traveling or just spending quality time together, I’m happiest when I’m surrounded by those I care about.
Regenerate response
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