brand new beginnings
can arrive like a sunrise
in endless winter
Poet & Storyteller ✨
Her heart was made of liquid sunsets 🌅 - Virginia Woolf
Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!
Yes - love this imagery
beautiful! I really like how it talks about new starts.
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Yes - love this imagery
beautiful! I really like how it talks about new starts.
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