Is another day and we are alive!
You at your end and me in mine.
Each one fighting to win the fight
Working, loving, hoping, mourning...feeling lost in this world of unkinds. Nothing matters, really. Just to be alive. To get out of bed, stretch out and seat out in the garden. Take a deep breath and say: good morning sunshine. Thank you for another day!
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