I could count the rays of the sun, but why would I want to steal the light. Reminding myself of folding night, I look for the darkness from above. Considering the missing heartbeats between a thought, a glancing moment from the start. Trying to appreciate what moments are. From end to end, new beginnings and more.
-OM
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Love this..
Each moment so important – we never get them back..
Great write
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Thank you! I hope you are doing well! 🙂
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My pleasure 😊
All is going well
Just twitchy feet now 😂 wanting to be free!
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I think we all wanna be free! Heh, I get it!
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😅 yep !
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