Posts by Kia Kadiri
As I sit down to write some words in your memory,
I hear a train
As I sit down to write some words in your memory, I hear a train blow it’s horn in the distance of the city. A sound I often don’t notice, or stop...
As I sit down to write some words in your memory, I hear a train blow it’s horn in the distance of the city. A sound I often don’t notice, or stop...
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