life, a beautiful experience.
the souls who walk this journey with me, a privilege to know.

the souls I cross paths with along the way, brief encounters that meant something or maybe nothing at all.
 

the joys.
the laughter.
the love.
 

the photographs, the proof it all happened.
the proof we were here.
the proof we felt.

 

I witness the devastation, my heart breaks.

I witness the beauty, I feel alive.
 

the chaos.
the storms.

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we exist.

we live.

we still rise.