
...there’s a lot of things she’s left behind…some of broken hearts of long ago …and with each season, she grows, decides, forgives, dreams…nobody knows…she can’t remember why sometimes…but she pushes forward into new understandings …understandings that sometimes seem like she knew them before…before she was here…like a map already branded in her hand…and when she draws hearts in the sand, she means it….she longs for more…more than this boat she’s in…imagining life with a different spin…she might...if she lets go of this sight…

My beautiful sister, I love you.
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