Flashback
“There’s no longer any need to keep up”
Flashback
“Aroma is the undefined sense, the mystical touch between This World and the Next”
Flashback
I start to feel the belief again. It feels warm, protective, like I’ve relinquished control
Flashback
Today I can choose to be the person I want to be
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While clothing may become ripped, old, and worn, my neshamah remains impervious to that pain