The Heart
Sometimes your, heart that's your real home, it's that place where your closest friends and where you made them most and no matter where you are their memories find a way of showing up to up to say hello...
each piece she's torn from the whole she gathers up to organize in a way that makes sense... A discussion point where ideas, articles, and stories that contain much of what you want and need to become aware of the existing corrupt reality we are experiencing and of ways to solve them...
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