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curiosity

the no-longer-a-kitten sat in the sun palm outstretched, frozen, fascinated by the dance of two butterflies…. as was i. The fluttering lovers noticed us not. Love can be like that, creating bubbles of safety, while we dance unaware. What would … Continue reading

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