Lost but then you’re found.
Crystal eyes, so loving. Joy.
Streets to forever.
Teacher, traveler, fur baby mom, reader, and writer. I enjoy writing historical fiction stories, fiction, poetry, true crime, and nonfiction.
Very well written. Keep up the good work!
Awww! so sweet.
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Small passerine bird. Dark red eyes and a black beak. South America.
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Awww! so sweet.