“My past is my past. A book on the bed stand. At any point, I can pick it up and revisit the joy or the pain, but its contents will not rule me anymore. The life still ahead of me is a clean white page. There is work to be done. A world to be explored. Stories inside me still aching to be told.”
- Beau Taplin • C l e a n W h i t e P a g e
- Beau Taplin • C l e a n W h i t e P a g e
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