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Tuesday, October 18


A steady hand on my back as I cross the threshold into your warmly lit house.
"Did you get lost trying to find me?" A small smile as you accept the wine bottle from my chilled hands.

Perhaps. But weaving through these city streets, I navigated the hills while listening to the whispering of my heart and found my way.

I found my way.

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