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Feb 2018

There is beauty here.

Our hurrying robs us.
We miss so much the loveliness
right here
before our eyes
stop here and rest awhile
right now
before this time has past.

Life is fleeting.

Cynthia Jean
February 2018
The older I get the more I realize this truth.
Cynthia Jean
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Cynthia Jean  Michigan, USA
(Michigan, USA)   
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