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I’m out amongst,
in
through
the world right now.
Yes I am siting alongside the moving cars,
but their is still that softness.
No matter where we are going,
or where we have already been.
We are alive.
That in itself is amazing.
We breathe, we bleed, we cry oceans of infinite amounts of tiny puddles.
Then we ask for more.
How do you stop yourself from not holding on.
Trust is the anchor, the one that keeps you centred.

Xo

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