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indiscriminate kindness
It’s like when you’re dancing in the kitchen
Alone
And the wine sits on lips
The speaker dies
Stumbling to brush teeth and pull covers over the face
I don’t want to think or breath for just one second
It doesn’t sound like it
But I’m savoring this life here and now
Is it luck or a curse? That we can see the most beauty only from movement a walk a run a bike ride a car with the windows down. Maybe, if...
yearning for winter wishing for a life by the mountain and lots of laughing feels like Heaven, doesn’t it? so maybe I’ll find it and stay...
she has green valleys deep and wide old rocks by her side, tumbling down, her mountain passes; steep and unforgiving but when you see the...
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