This is not my story.

It’s her*story.
It’s his*tory.
It’s their*story.
It’s our*story.

Stories of survival,
strength,
belonging
and love.

When I was longing,
searching,
for a place,
for home…

I found it in you,
your art,
your music,
your smile,
your dimples,
your freckles,
your curls,
your love,

in our stories.

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