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Mar 2019
Life was a blank canvas when we first met

Unconsciously we attempted to fill that canvas with what we had individually imagined

Now we are older and despite our history the future is yet again a blank canvas - it always is

Can we more intentionally work to create together?  Open to new pathways, working with all the materials available to us, and bringing our best creative energies to bear

Sure we have our share of pain, struggle and disappointment
But what masterpiece was ever birthed without those elements?
Written by
David Rusinko
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   Harper
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