In this quiet moment of contemplation, I write you this letter, seeking to embark on a transformative journey within the poetic realms of collapse. I seek a sanctuary for artistic exploration, and with the fertile soil of Sisters Hope Home I hope to explore a descent through the empty spaces within ourselves where we free-fall and surrender to the gravity of our existence.
– Phrase
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