Samara Speaks: Memory of the Unnamed Bloom
“I once loved in silence. I once hid my joy behind trembling hands. But no longer. Today, I stand beneath the orange blossoms, unashamed. I lift my face to the sun, not as a secret…
“I once loved in silence. I once hid my joy behind trembling hands. But no longer. Today, I stand beneath the orange blossoms, unashamed. I lift my face to the sun, not as a secret…