I admire the temerity of wispy, transient clouds when they overshadow the Sun.
The sparrow sitting on a shaky branch displays immense confidence in her ability to fly at the slightest hint of trouble.
Suddenly, I see my puny self expanding to cover the city and the Earth, as if I’m the last surviving person to protect the planet.
there's something called size then, Providence compensates with relevance, strength


I like that, Reena. Well done.
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Thank you, Bill!
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germaine
your own folly
a loud subtle claning trolley
well swell
blue ribbon
stuff here
my dear~!
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