There’s a story in silence, a tale in a sigh, of joy that’s remembered, of tears that run dry. A heart that is full must sometimes release, to make room for new and to find some peace.
This is the selfie saga, spontaneous, garish, unapologetically raw. Stopping on every corner to strike a pose, connecting us momentarily in this carousel of pixels, before being swept aside by the endless scroll.
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Room for New
of joy that’s remembered, of tears that run dry.
A heart that is full must sometimes release,
to make room for new and to find some peace.
Shiny and Far
Climb aboard let's follow that star!
Here I Am
Threads of Nature
Yellow Parade
The cold can’t crack this bond we’ve made.