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Feb 17
Sunday Evening
Good things, good people, are most appreciated when they’re leaving.
An easy Sunday morning isn’t noticed until Sunday evening.
It isn’t until landfall that the sailor notices the path was smooth.
For those who feel under revered this should be a thought that soothes.
It may rain today, It may shine today, but the flowers sprout as the time creeps through.
Slower is the preparation of herbal infused teas but such a sweet brew.
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