Past, presence and life
Don't look back
By Kalina BethanyPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
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Time, always present
Spirits drift, treacherously
Where are the living...
About the Creator
Kalina Bethany
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Constantly seeking new adventures
A passionate writer of the non-fiction, historic taste, novel and surreal
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