Grief dares us to love once more. — Terry Tempest Williams, Refuge: An Unnatural History of Family and Place
Grief dares us to love once more. — Terry Tempest Williams, Refuge: An Unnatural History of Family and Place
Grief dares us to love once more. — Terry Tempest Williams, Refuge: An Unnatural History of Family and Place
Grief dares us to love once more. — Terry Tempest Williams, Refuge: An Unnatural History of Family and Place
Grief dares us to love once more. — Terry Tempest Williams, Refuge: An Unnatural History of Family and Place
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Grief dares us to love once more.

— Terry Tempest Williams, Refuge: An Unnatural History of Family and Place
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The heart smiles when the soul shines. — Matshona Dhliwayo
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