[old.refrain]

INT. PORCH STEPS - DAYBREAK

Soft light is pouring in, SREEJA, 19 (they/them), a figure in an old Star Wars tshirt with short, messy hair and glasses stands awkwardly. The day's 11th alarm goes off in the back.

SREEJA
Hello, this is a place for my writing, poetry, journal entries and general notes on life as well as some art, reading lists, recommendations. Everyone - lost, weird, passing through - is welcome. I offer whatever hope and warmth I can muster and wanna convey that if war, and fear and hate are an old refrain, then so is love and resistance, and it is more important than ever to keep finding ways to sing on.

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