Thursday, October 25, 2018

Today I am free.
The sun and the moon
Belong to me.
The grass beneath my feet
The air I breath
The sound I hear
The light I see
Are all mine.
And I live. I feel. I am alive.
That is what matters.
And I love you. Or do I?
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