We all inherit damage from the past. We spread it like a virus and don't generally think about it.
Gather at the Table: The Healing Journey of a Daughter of Slavery and a Son of the Slave TradeOf course I want the moon. And, were you to offer it, I'd propose as a trade the stars in my eyes.
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