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Sometimes all that is spectacular.
Rises on a foggy day
Sky that is filled with haze
Unable to see a way
Sometimes all that is breathtaking
Is not far out in the sky
It is closer to the center
Exposing the when the where and why
Sometimes all that is lovely
Only happens when we cry
Much Love Much Life
One of the best if not the best I’ve read of your posts. The outside matters but the inside matters far far more