mia brings me dreams in baskets made of stars. she silently chants ancestor music, freezing words in north star constellations to guide me home. i now sing pomegranate songs, each breath a seed burning new lights in tomorrow's memory.
i am determined to spend my life being who i am, doing what i love and having what i value. i'm currently in the process of figuring out how to make that happen. it's not quite as simple as i thought it would be. or maybe it is and i just don't have the tools, information or resources yet. either way, i'm figuring it out as we speak. the world is unfolding around me and i'm grateful to be at the party. so, tune in, hang on and witness the journey. i'm looking forward to the ride.
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i read down most of the first pg
ur words are beautiful
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