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The Quiet Mourning of a Self That No One Knew W...
Barbara Guimaraes
There are versions of me that never got to exist. I think about them sometimes, like ghosts I never got to meet. One was louder, less afraid to take up space....
The Quiet Mourning of a Self That No One Knew W...
Barbara Guimaraes
There are versions of me that never got to exist. I think about them sometimes, like ghosts I never got to meet. One was louder, less afraid to take up space....
