it is not a new story, but one told through this voice, this time. . . the voice that strives to hear itself in truest form. . . it is an exercise in muscle, a peeling and a prying away, a pushing through and a purpose of being.
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hopscotch kind of day
What do you get when you have an awesome stoop, a busy sidewalk and some rainbow chalk...
a fun way to get to know the neighbors :)
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