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Permission to Live a Slow Life

"Permission to Live a Slow Life" You were not meant To live a life of Rushing Fretting Grasping Forcing, A wheel hooked up to a crank That churns all day and night, The Crushing Infinite. NO. There is a space of cumulus clouds. The scent of lilac, The thrill of touch, And surrender to silence… Continue reading Permission to Live a Slow Life