Home away from home

Finding peace in peaks and valleys

By Faith SummerPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

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Sometimes the mountains

Feel more home than home ever did

Safety in their strength

nature poetry

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Faith Summer

Hey friends, I'm Faith!

I write about all things entrepreneurship, making money online, travel guides, and encouraging YOU to leave the boring day job and do what you love!

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Hey friends, I'm Faith!

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