ivy house
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An abandoned house may choose one soul to remember it, and tonight a candle bends toward the answer hiding upstairs.
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A poetry library for the things that bruise us, the things that bloom anyway, and everything we become in between.
An abandoned house may choose one soul to remember it, and tonight a candle bends toward the answer hiding upstairs.
Between Bruises & Blooms 