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Every noon the sun comes in unobstructed through this window. Harsh.
The trees spectate. Bemused.
Through this window, I have seen every season.
And each one was filled with generosity.
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We quit the Race
“Get up little sister, the morning is bright. And the birds are all singing, to welcome the light!”
De Daan Chhootey Grahan
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Pale blue dot
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Candlemass
She always slept the same - face with a smile just about to break the darkness with rays.