Saturday, August 30, 2025

As light lessens

we need to learn from light's lessons.  We need an anchor.  Perhaps, be that anchor for each other. 
 

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  1. Susan E. GangelSeptember 10, 2025 at 2:54 PM

    You are somewhere in the city
    And I pretend not to know why
    Do you think of me
    every so often
    Our hearts blown up in the wind?


    from breezes, with t

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