Yes, time marches on
and cannot wait, but backward
glances are allowed.
Poetry and little thoughts
Boston, MA
www.avamariemack.com
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Oh I loved this so much! Can I read it on the podcast??? 💕🌟
Beautiful and profound. Loved it. - Anneliese
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Oh I loved this so much! Can I read it on the podcast??? 💕🌟
Beautiful and profound. Loved it. - Anneliese
Love this!!❤️