
In the grand scheme of things, good to value a song, the sunshine in our eyes, an opening in life’s fences, a path through winding hills…good to cling to that slender harmonizing slice of all that we name our “selves,” let the rest slide through fingerwide openings…breathe and run after the fading starlight…know we are free, if only in this moment…

















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