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gateway to the sky
ever near the cloudy peak
foot to toe we climb
About the Creator
Greer Monroe
my mind is my home; weathered & worn. anxiety both friend & foe. towing the edge of exhaustion. insomnia first; chaotic calm, second. forever; paradoxically me ♥️
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