Tried To Find My Dad On Facebook.

I need a place to express my thoughts. I m drowning in them. Using this as a container for myself, my words, my creativity, my thoughts, my feelings. This is to honor the voice that feels like it is disappearing under the smile. The voice who is too often left obscure, hidden within the shadows and which seems to be forever consumed by the flames. View attachment 40575
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