That my life, no matter how disheveled, worn, or broken, might always gift a view of the clouds dancing with the sky.
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Oh I know he was just being vigilant. It was also windy and chilly. Be that as it may, it cannot detract from the joy of standing with my hand to my heart in excitement and chatting with a little friend. A friend who mirrored my hand…..
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