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The time that one takes to stop and look around Observing all of what the human condition can achieve. The amazement and wonderment of a child I have. For all that we're yet to discover and that of which we have.
The section of the sky where a cloud meets the sunlight. Its absolutely beautiful, the color of purity and bliss. Where light is combined into substance the sky radiates with a heavenly glow.
Today I say good morning to the sun! Usually it is the sun that wakes me up every single day. But today is special... At six a.m. it is I smiling down as the Sun Stirred from his deep, deep slumber.
Spring and winter Winter and spring Icy and cold A beautiful thing We place our fate In the shadow of one It comes out to see us And then it's done