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Categories: words and feelings
Statuses: Updating
[A childhood friend + a longtime companion + a two-way run + a group portrait] Memory birds in the midst of winter fly over the second-grade seashore and hear the Hidden Goddesses tell the story of the mother monkey and the baby monkey. Ice Khonlongyi, the snow is several feet deep. Lonely nights have been shipped away, and in countless days of hurt and healing have finally become a bird that is comfortable flying and running to you again no matter if it's a good or a nightmare.