My heart beats deeply, beckoning the arrhythmia of my breath to a place of balance, a place where ebb and flow coexist in harmony, and patience intermingles with proactivity. Hyperventilation ceasing, thoughts aligning… my heart had it right all along.
"I saw the Angel in the marble, And I carved till I set him free." Every story has an impact, each tale matters
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Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.
December Rose 
Beautiful. : )
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Thank you so much 🙂
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