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There is space between the moments. No catch in my breath. I harbor no fear this eve of loved ones lost, or unexpected anger. The pups are content. Tired from barking. Fireworks, colors blazed in the sky. Bonfire set to coals, to cool till morn. I am calm tonight. No quiver in my belly anticipating a tremor. A fresh breeze finds me. My thoughts float on the cool dry air. And so... I am calm and this is good. Copyright © 2017. Christi Michaels. MoonFlower-Fluer de Luna All Rights Reserved.
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Jul 3, 2017
Jul 3, 2017 at 11:35 AM UTC
the calm
There is space between the moments. No catch in my breath. I harbor no fear this eve of loved ones lost, or unexpected anger. The pups are content. Tired from barking. Fireworks, colors blazed in the sky. Bonfire set to coals, to cool till morn. I am calm tonight. No quiver in my belly anticipating a tremor. A fresh breeze finds me. My thoughts float on the cool dry air. And so... I am calm and this is good. Copyright © 2017. Christi Michaels. MoonFlower-Fluer de Luna All Rights Reserved.
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Jul 3, 2017
Jul 3, 2017 at 11:35 AM UTC
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