I write to remember.
To relive places, people, and feelings that once felt like everything.
For anyone who's ever felt a little out of place, a little in love, and a little lost in their own story.
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Stories by WanderInWords
Cuando el corazón de un hogar se d...
Antes de las cercas, antes del silencio, hubo vida.
En una casa de campo llena de animales, primos y risas, u...
When the Heart of a Home Fades
Before the fences, before the silence, there was life.
In a countryside home full of animals, cousins, and la...
