the beauty of nature's agony or what seem like a reason for mourning summer is teaching me the joy of turbulence in balancing the trouble of mental adjustment.
Of course, the flowers and leaves seem to explode with more bountiful beauty now that they are swiftly fading back to from whence they came- since they only came in to full blown being using my 10 % to create 90% of me then it is natural to be 100% whatever I want them to become in the deep recess of my sanctum where all is being restored while I let Life take me back to places I need to be right here right now!
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