For lo,
there is snow and there is light
(and I have to allow myself extra time to get to work)
but how beautiful...
I don't remember if this made me catch my breath or if I let my breath go...
but I smiled so big.
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anticipatory story
my mother is old, my father older the hopes in my heart older too I will them to come back daily the way every day shows the way every day ...
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