“Tiny lights of hope flutter, with busy wings in the night room, spark a yearn to flourish in the palm of my hand.”
(First Words From The Soul Written In Years | From My Journal During Stay At Stanford: 9.21.13)
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“Tiny lights of hope flutter, with busy wings in the night room, spark a yearn to flourish in the palm of my hand.”
(First Words From The Soul Written In Years | From My Journal During Stay At Stanford: 9.21.13)
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