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a good friend once let me in her home.
hers is a very private family. they live in the thick of vermont, on a
farm. trees. mountains. starry nights. very still. you could have
regressed a hundred years and the beauty wouldn't have changed.
I don't think she'll ever realise what a quiet blessing it was for me, to
stay there that week. I needed to be there, to watch there, to walk around
there for a while. tucked a lot of memories with my clothes. I'd unfold
them later and my breath would catch. they were more beautiful than I'd
remembered.
a very sweet, rare gift.
yes. they've been that to me.
(we grow and change--for the bitter and the sweet)
let us see what's next, aye?
(lindsey)
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