“The language of roses shifts under our feet. It blows in and out like the wind. It carries the fragrance of the flower and then it is gone...It is how we learn to speak about something that is disappearing as we say its name.” ― Helen Humphreys
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Book Memoirs of a Recovering PackRat: How I Downsized Decluttered & Quit Hoarding (PackRat Series Book 1) E.P.U.B
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