This time of the year gets all in my feels. The chill of bones, the mist coming in slow and the haunted graveyard finally living up to its name. I am soothed by simple things but been feeling the rage lately. Learning slow how to put it away and refocus on the important things. Been forgetting the simple things that mean so much to this body. To this mi…
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