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The light house

Once in a blue moon we find ourselves with a particular group in a certain house in the heart of the city. I shall call it the light house for now. As we all take our own journeys through the many days ahead, with much hope we will all find ourselves with many lovely stories to tell. Knowing the warmth of the laughter we share, I invite these nights to come closer so we may hold each other again.


Her absence is a darkness I can see

Aaron Lesta

Many days spent with a friend on his journey to build an empire

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