One thought on “everything about me is.

  1. Windows are everywhere, aren’t they? … this piece is so perfectly alive and fragile at the time. I can imagine the glass fogging, the words wiping away and this moment becoming memories lost but not forgotten, mementos in our minds… 🙏🏼

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