I wonder and sometimes worry. Herein lie those ponderings with perhaps some editing but still in their truer forms. Whisper as well, though in truth, whispers are just that, rustlings in the wind and nothing more. It is kind to not be alone with one's own whispers.
Tuesday, March 21, 2017
If they disturb your Zen, give them a bird.
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No, not that bird. And, not always just one. Flock them, if need be.
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