welcome to Springfield Missouri,
a baby community full of good people, places, sounds, and foods.
about that breeze, and the clouds and the storms with the trees that slowly faded into the ice that winter, the city closed its doors and melted into a frozen secret with only dim lights to keep their attention. drenched in darkness, there still managed to be light. light that poured from the souls of the survivors...
recovery came slowly but brilliantly lit up the dying; breathed in them the air from another universe.
state of emergency, state of strength.
this is so inspiring.
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