As it flows,
Life begins to find a rhythm.
Just as time passes,
Life breezes by.
There are short spurts in which we exist,
Never really seeing it all put together until a while later.
Time is precious.
Life is, too.
As time flows,
Life begins to make sense.
-M.

So beautiful and serene. Love it💕
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Thank you 😊
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My pleasure 💕
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