"working on my faults and cracks..."


we all left something behind

Every year, summer's last breath is always on a different note, and in a different color. And if I had to guess, with so many more logical hues to choose from, blue probably wouldn't be my first.

But it's been a summer of firsts.
And if you look closely, you can almost smell the winds of change. Something's coming. I'm ready.

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