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 in the moment of totality laughter bubbled from our chests and i opened my eyes underwater to witness the moon eclipse the sun then last night i dreamed of a love written from songs about home... the universe is beautiful, we should take care of it. i don't know, it all seems connected i guess. like how i can't remember the first time i was baptized, but this swimming hole feels like church with all y'all gathered here, soft-hearted and straddling two time zones on the banks of a tennessee river.

​this here is just one in a series of love letters to the mountain south