Tag: GriefAndHealing
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Rikuzentakata, Japan
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astralumiThe sea had always been a storyteller. It spoke in crashes and whispers, its voice woven into every inch of Rikuzentakata’s soul. On nights when the wind grew restless, the waves lashed at the shore as if desperate to be heard. Other times, it hummed softly, like a grandmother lulling…