But, standing in the fading golden sunlight now, I can feel some of the scars of the summer stabbing over. I can feel the promise of a new beginning.
— Aimee Friedman
Two Summers
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But, standing in the fading golden sunlight now, I can feel some of the scars of the summer stabbing over. I can feel the promise of a new beginning.
— Aimee Friedman
Two Summers
© Spoligo | 2025 All rights reserved