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quilted comfort

cleaning and sorting sort of. in between moments of reminiscing the patchwork pieces of my life. Tabby cries, and tears roll down my face – rotted fabric falls apart, leaving only Love. i stitch my story together with You.

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Contemplatives

There are all kinds of minks, munks, and monks. There are rats of musk and wood and hood. We are everywhere, even if you don’t see us… We are here…. So why are you so surprised by our presence? It … Continue reading

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