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What is life if we seek and never enjoy what we find? 

Stopped by the woods
just yesterday,
saw the world in a fairy’s teacup,
twirled in the forgiving sky.

Love, the wind whispers
showers words of gratitude
and I wonder, as I leave the shallows
how I’ll keep my cup full,
relish the river’s peace.

Homemade Video Musings Poetry

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