Words
have
a
way
of
finding
the
one
who
is
lost
and
bringing
them
back
home
have
a
way
of
finding
the
one
who
is
lost
and
bringing
them
back
home
Day 29
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The Wabi-Sabi Writer
I am a wandering wordsmith and storyteller captivated by the beauty in imperfection.
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