Some storms don’t pass. You just learn to float through them.
“A Raft to Drift Upon” — narrated excerpt.
— Kiana
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@poeticbipolarmind.bsky.social@poeticbipolarmind.bsky.socialFreedom was supposed to feel like flying. So why does it still feel like a cage?
“Binds” — narrated excerpt.
— Kiana Jimenez
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