Truth Bearing

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Time is spent! The currency is our soul. Sadly, if we are not careful, our spirit is spent too. Sometimes

Just at the momentprickly spines of worryneedle their way intothe presence ofnature’s blithe spirit,Experiences abound…a bird on a rail,the marred

-Who are you? Almost a sigh, the wind blew…-I am you. Almost an echo, the trees screamed…-I am you. Almost