Tears freeze on my face.
Her hand melts the salty snow.
Friendship thaws my grief.
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Aubrey Rebecca
My writing lives in the liminal spaces where memoir meets myth, where contradictions—grief/joy, addiction/love, beauty/ruin—tangle together. A Sagittarius, I am always exploring, searching for the story beneath the story. IG: @tapestryofink
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Friends are a treasure, especially in times of grief 💛