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indiscriminate kindness
staring at the splintered white lines
on the side parking lot
how many shoes ran over these hurried stripes
overcome w/ joy at the the upcoming moments
of peace by these trees.
simultaneously,
surrounded and surrendered.
We are away for just a while
leaning worries against sturdy columns
let them rest here- for 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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