there comes a time when. we realize that nothing truly leaves.the people we miss became seasonsthe home we leave became dreamsthe version of ourselves that walk quietly beside us.All the things i loved became weather is a collection of poems about memory, family, grief, tenderness and the beauty of carrying on.
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