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I am not a superstitious person. If anything I find luck in the most unexplainable places. Today of all days is my kind of day. He thinks I’m a witch. He thinks I’m a gypsy. Sitting under this latter with my black cat Belladonna. Happy Friday the 13th.

Published by Erin Rose Belair

I write because maybe you have felt this way as well. Because​ none of us truly love or ache alone.

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