palpable
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palpable

take me home. to the one i had all my firsts, the cocoon of nostalgia that cradles the remnants of my earliest years. colourful murals scribbled on my parents’ calloused…
One Step at a Time
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One Step at a Time

Warm. Patient. Home. Those were the adjectives her father embodied, present even in the earliest memories she had of him.  A pleasant, yet bitter feeling always followed when she reminisced…