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Dec 2019
It was not dying to the life, sleep,

so one can be reborn in the morn’.
  
As we inhale, aspire, we exhale, inspire,

the breath of life is spiritual.

So too, to awake is as a promise

we made before we were born,



to be life.  It is, this new day

is given to be anew.

Awakened newly to the world,

which has also evolved in it’s newness.  

It's for us to find and be what it is

to be this new day.
Happy Holidays All, blessings be ....  Thanx for all you do.  Have a good day  :)   reality
james nordlund
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james nordlund  58/M/reality, Earth, Universe
(58/M/reality, Earth, Universe)   
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