Andrea Racine
Joined April 2021
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The Shore
I sit at the edge of Lake Michigan, my toes almost to the water. The tide is soft. It’s April. The leaves have returned to the trees in my neighborhood. It’s a quiet reminder that everything in life is a cycle of birth, then growth, then death. And, at the end of it, things get to be born again.
By Andrea Racine3 years ago in Humans