Life

Heavy

I am a child of the wind.

My bare skin knows the beauty of this life, and yet, within these soft walls, I am bare.

How heavy it is to hold this uncertain hand of mine.

Sometimes.

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By brookecutler2

Liver of life, lover of everything. 💕

I can totally relate! Nice job!!

Thanks Jason ☺️

You’re welcome

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