About

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If I'm being real, I feel lost most of the time. Of that, I’m sure.

I write to find some kind of order in the noise, to put thoughts into words, and songs into shelter. Not to be heard, but to understand.

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OAKN is where I go when nothing else makes sense. It’s not a place of answers, but of questions.

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Of moments that don’t need fixing. Maybe that’s enough. 

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Yours truly,

OAKN