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| Shells on trees |
There is something energizing about unencumbered places. Not just wide open plains but cozy rooms and tropical havens. To be free enough to explore my mind and my soul for explanations about why things are what they are. To be free enough to not care. To be free enough to create joy from the moment. To be free enough to leave that moment. To not be hung up there like shells on a tree.
It is where I am this morning.
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| How did they get there? |
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