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Jun 2019
The past has swiftly receded into its bed of intangible form and the future rests eyes closed,still to be awakened

Let them like children rest
without being disturbed

Today belongs to your limbs, to your breath pouring life and presence into your being.
Today is here, lids open,
eyes which become your own
Life sinking back into everything around you
Appreciate, knowing that even the small things are of value, are of worth.
Guadalupe S Partida
Written by
Guadalupe S Partida  31/Clovis, CA
(31/Clovis, CA)   
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     Dennis Willis, annh and Bogdan Dragos
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