Once I held a wonder in my hands
It was not mine but was, for that brief time, for me.
Beauty, wonder, a feast for heart and eye
Mine to care for, cherish, love, and for me to love.
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Such a sad and sweet scribe...they say that when you give a piece of your heart away, well, in fact, it actually grows bigger! Be not afraid to open yourself to love and all it's wonderment...you will find We are ALL works in progress. PEACE
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Such a sad and sweet scribe...they say that when you give a piece of your heart away, well, in fact, it actually grows bigger! Be not afraid to open yourself to love and all it's wonderment...you will find We are ALL works in progress. PEACE