I'm cascading, tumbling downwards.
Into you, the pool, I am the water, in this fall.
You collect, collect, collect.
And we go on and on and on in concentric circles.
Producing ripples together.
In each others lives.
The Urge to Live a Bit
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Does it matter what it is? As long as it brings me happiness, peace and
joy? A smile to my lips and a bounce to my step? Should I ponder at
everything it c...
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