This is all that's left to tell:

A splinter of light, spinning across the darkness.

it's a nonsensical jamboree!
Hello there! I'm Em, I dream about sunlight through the trees, moths spreading their wings, the swell of a hymn in a little white church in the country, Christmas trees in the parlor, sweet sideways glances, and friendships with unlikely people.

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