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I hear the white noise in your speechless gesture like smoke suffocated in the air that none of us dare to sing our silent song

Taken on October 7, 2018 during ferry ride from Tsawwassen to Swartz Bay

Published by gracelynn lau

I am learning to walk as gracious as waterfalls, to speak as graceful as the northern lights and to think with my heart in embodiment. Expressive Arts Therapist (OEATA)/ Gaia Education Certified Facilitator/ PhD Candidate (Cultural Studies), Queen’s University