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life's losses are woven together like seeds on a thread of grief that circles your heart each one a compassionate friend whose soft lament whispers a song of soul to remind you that your growing pains birthed a beautiful wisdom tree that stands rooted in the fertiliser of your wondrous life

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How to breathe in more breath than you can hold how to stop the bliss from s                              p                               i                                l                               l                              ing into sacred night and dancing like an enchanted imp who has found gold how to be more than you could ever dream you could be how to stretch … Continue reading H(ow)